I've been working through the first hour of Star Trek, having called off "Dinner and a Movie", and, instead, just fixed pancakes, eggs and milk. I have all the epicurean taste of a 12-year-old. As great as this looks in 1080p, I'm just having a hard time staying awake. Maybe I shouldn't have seen this four times this summer. I'm a geek.
hose.got.cable was a bargain-bin discovery for me. If memory serves, I scored this for $2 from Reptilian on a Sunday when I should have been home, painting a wall or fixing a toilet or doing whatever a typical husband and homeowner does. But, like I said, I'm a geek. I like record stores, book giveaways and staying faithful to the people I love.
Back to h.g.c: they were from Richmond and recorded for Old Glory Records. Old Glory was one of those labels like Vermiform, Vermin Scum, and Gravity that was amazingly great in the early 90's and then fell off the map by 2000. Members of hose.got.cable went on to Rah Bras and Alabama Thunderpussy, which seems like the damnedest thing I can think off.
The nearest sonic touchstone here is probably Frodus. What you can expect is stellar post-hardcore/screamo that sets things up neatly for bands like Raein & Funeral Diner...hell, most of the European post-Pageninetynine crowd. The must-listen here is "Chevy Chase, Motherfucker"; to steal a line, it makes me want to run through a brick wall everytime I hear it. Last note: a label called Cadillac Flambe released a discography which includes this (their only full-length), two singles and two tracks from comps. I have no clue if that's still in print.
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RIYL: cheap finds, rainy Sundays, geek shit