Re-up: Calico Ghost Town - demo

Re-up, 2025: I guess the link broke at some point, but Tracy very kindly checked in with a comment below requesting a re-up AND providing a clarification. Pretty cool to hear from old buds back east. Please disregard any references to Stephen Brodsky or Cave-In b/c, as Tracy notes, that was a different project all together. Still a great demo, and Tracy remains a super rad human!

Calico Ghost Town was a project band created by Tracy Wilson (ex-Dahlia Seed) and Stephen Brodsky (Cave In), where in they tape traded ideas and 4-track demos over the course of half a decade. While they never got an official release (not even artwork), they did get hosted on the Dahlia Seed website (sadly defunct now) for at least a couple years, where I very happily acquired them.

While most folks would probably snag these based on their Brodsky association, I held onto them because Tracy was always such a kind heart to me. I was working my first buying job back in the late 90s, and Tracy was my Caroline Distribution rep, so we'd end up chopping it up and talking about hardcore and emo. She was the cool older cousin who'd make me the occasional mixtape and make sure I got good promos, even though the chain I worked for never ever did any co-op with Caroline. Even a quarter century after the fact, it's still inspiration to share when I can.

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various artists - Supersonic Sounds from the "Fuck You" Movement

When I was a wee slip of a youth, full of piss and vinegar but still discovering myself and what my taste was, I picked up a comp tape from the counter of the local Record & Tape Exchange. I think I snagged it because one of my classmates' bands had a pair of songs on it. Very heady stuff at the age of 16...I knew people who made records!

It was all Roanoke bands, circa 1992-94, and while I've misplaced the tape, and no one's every listed it on Discogs, it was the first time I'd heard Swank, a ska-punk band of some renown who'd eventually put out a pair of recordings on the pre-Fall Out Boy version of Fueled By Ramen. It was also the first time I'd encounter Suppression, local audio terrorists who broke my brain more than just a little bit. How the hell was I supposed to get anything out of the Dave Matthews Band or Metallica or the goddamned Red Hot Chili Peppers when I'd just gotten my first sip of grindcore?

I wasn't aware of it immediately, but Suppression had a label they self-released on called Chaotic Noise Productions (C.N.P., as the literature goes). And while I never targeted their records, I ended up with more than a few over the years. From early cassette releases like the Cripple Bastards comp and the Agoraphobic Nosebleed demo to something more recent like the "Eardrill" comp tape, I'd cop something because I heard it'd be strong and extreme, I'd open it up, get my mind melted, then see that mailing address of Roanoke, then late Richmond, VA.

This one came out in 2001, during what might be called "the middle period" of C.N.P. The only release from the label that year, it's a goddamned cacophonous comp, featuring a bunch of noisy motherfuckers just going for it. When the most conventional track comes from Charm City Suicides ("covering" Reagan Youth), you know you're in for something nearly opposite a Def Jam street sampler or the current NOW! comp. There's a pair of Kojak tracks, a quartet of Suppression cuts, a little something from Bastard Noise that clocks in at (checks track length) 9 minutes?!? There's a monkey man making a man monkey suck his banana on the cover. This isn't for kids, ya know?

One last anecdote: P.C.P. Roadblock contribute three songs here, just one of a handful of appearances they made on aluminum, wax, or magnetic tape during their existence. I don't recall the other bands on the show, or even the instigating circumstances, but I remember them playing the most antagonistic set I've ever seen in my life at the old Ottobar, ending with at least two band members getting kicked to the floor during their set, and a Rubbermaid trash can getting lobbed at them. There's nothing really to take away from that, other than to note that's what you're getting yourself into here.

Discogs

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Hey, is it Bandcamp Friday?

...there's only one way to find out. Click here, and it will either be, or not be.

In my house, any Friday can be Bandcamp Friday. But having the day is a good opportunity to talk about new music I've been listening to and records I'm planning on buying. Here's a few worth looking into if you have some bread to spend.

I definitely slept on the release last February of "Brave Faces Everyone", the newest full-length from L.A.'s Spanish Love Songs. It took this showing up in the #1 slot for Best of 2020 at Sophie's Floorboard to even hit my radar. And you may ask yourself, as I did, "Who is this band with the terrible name, to have the best record of 2020?" Well, fer Crissake, do yourself a big ol' favor and stream it, tout en suite! Then drop the $5 on a digital download, or $20 for a record via their MerchNow. I'm almost embarassed at how into this record I've been. I've seen it described as "Depression: The Record". That ain't wrong, but that's not the full story, either. It's angsty without being melodramatic. The songwriting is great; the lyrics are a reflection of what it's like to be overeducated, underemployed, and up to your neck in meds and debt. A very apt record for this day and age.

I loved Loved LOVED Slant's 2018 demo, released on cassette from the folks at Pissed Off! Records. Just an angry hardcore band from Seoul, doing what they do best. They released a really limited 7" on Iron Lung the following year that I slept on; no doubt because it would have cost me over $10 for seven minutes of music on an EP. But they're back with their first full-length, titled "1집" (imaginatively), collaborating again on the release with the best label in Seattle (don't @ me). It's 10 songs, 17 minutes, and comes in marble blue, translucent pink, or black. As the page alludes, this mixes the fury of the NEHC scene of the teens with the classic rhythms of, say, a Minor Threat. And Yeji is a brutal vocalist. Approved! I'll be taking mine in pink, please and thank you.

Those Taylor boys are back at it again. I make no secret of what love I have for their previous bands, pageninetynine and Pygmy Lush. We may not have been next door neighbors, but they were kindred spirits who I was always happy to see out in the world. They have a new band with Ryan and Adam from City of Caterpillar called TERMINAL ESCAPE. Based in Richmond, I'm pretty sure they have yet to play out. But they do have their first record coming out, a one-sided 12" called "BRUTE ERR/ATA" on Relapse that's been ripping me from neck to nuts every time I listen to it. Think of your favorite iconoclastic hardcore bands from the past 40 years: this harkens to each of them, whether it's in Cris's lyrics (a la Born Against or Dead Kennedys) or in the absolutely gross, blackened sound (Void, Gauze, Necros). Their Bandcamp has a few preorders left for the limited-to-300-copies on clear with black inside. This is the aural equivalent of this Takishi Miike movie I'm watching right now; brutal, dense, and weird.

My buddy Jumbled has a new physical release coming, inventively called "Just The Singles". He provides the beats, lyrics come via Dwell, Taylo, Nyoka Ny-D, Ill Conscious, Vans_Westly, JBerd, ALYX Ryon, Jack Wilson, Berko Lover, Cody Cody Jones, Alaska, Action Bastard, Dot Com Intelligence, Butch Dawson, salk., Ullnevano, Drew Scott, Special Berriez, Torito, Bito Sureiya and more. If you're into the boom bap, or backpack hip-hop, or just punks making non-punk music, give this one a spin. He also has a new beat tape out, "Classic Rock Breaks Vol.1", in a limited edition of 10. It's not J.Dilla, but I like it. Don't think it's not tearing me up inside that I can't remember what this cover is calling back to.

This is but a sample of what's out there. I actually like going to Bandcamp's front page on days like today, and just finding something that catches my eye. Had I previously considering copping some Flying Lotus? No, but seeing this article makes me think about it. So, you know, live a little. It's Friday, you just got paid, son.

Light The Fuse And Run / Transistor Transistor - split LP

Did we ever call it "screamo" when it first happened? Maybe in the context of bands we didn't like, or obvious poses. Otherwise, the likes of Jeromes Dream and Orchid were just punk bands wilding out, slotted nicely on a four band bill with a straight edge hardcore band, an indie pop band, and a power violence band. "Emo" was for bands on Drive Thru and Vagrant, a marketing term, an easy opening to stick a peg in. This was just punk on the edges of convention.

Level Plane in Philadelphia and the Electric Human Project in Wilmington were two of the many homes for bands making this kind of music. EHP had put out records with Pageninetynine and Joshua Fit For Battle, would drag their distro down to Baltimore for shows. Level Plane had a deeper catalog, but had worked with a number of the same bands as EHP, plus folks like Envy, You And I, and City of Caterpillar. Everybody knew each other, went to the same shows, toured the same circuits. Again, it was just kids making DIY music.

We knew and booked Transistor Transistor because it was Brad from Orchid's new band. The pedigree was good enough for us when they started coming down from New Hampshire. As for Light The Fuse And Run, they were only a few hours down the road in Richmond. They'd already played with Hot Cross in town and were pretty good. Why not do a show for both?

What's lost to my memory now is whether the record was promoting the tour, or if the tour led to the record. All I know is that I found a copy on CD for a buck a few days before Christmas, which unleashed the swell of memories above, like the heat rolling into your face as you walk inside from a wintry yard.

Discogs

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White Cross ‎– Deaf, Dumb And Blind

White Cross (photo from Facebook)

Once again, I find myself behind the 8-ball, watching nunsploitation with nothing on the books for the following morning's post. Let's dig into the magic murder bag and pull out some classic American hardcore.

White Cross were from Richmond, VA, and always seemed like one of those bands I'd hear about but never hear. Pen Rollings played bass on their 7", "Fascist", a year before he joined Honor Role; the rhythm section on their LP, "What's Going On", would join the first incarnation of GWAR after White Cross broke up. White Cross had their greatest national exposure via their two songs on the first "We Got Power" compilation.

Grand Theft Audio put out this shiny 5" disc back in 1995, compiling the LP, the 7", and 12 unreleased cuts, circa 1984-85. I think it's a real cool snapshot of what was filtering out into the world from those early Black Flag/Bad Brains/DOA releases. All in all, you get 41 snotty circle pitters (that's a thing, right?) that haven't been reissued ever. Apparently, they're even still occasionally gigging around Richmond, featuring three of the four members and Greta Brinkman (L7, Wasted Talent) on bass. That's fun, right? I kinda wish I'd known 5-6 years ago; I totally would have booked them to rage out in some 50 person room in Baltimore.

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hose.got.cable - Majesty

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.

hose.got.cable - Majesty

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RIYL: cheap finds, rainy Sundays, geek shit