Neck Chop Records Round 6 (Washington vs Indiana) - OUT NOW!
Kid Chrome "I've Had It" 7"“I’ve had it!”Truly, these are words to define an entire generation -- a generation plagued by empty promises, emptier pockets, and even emptier skulls. Sometimes, you can’t help but feel overwhelmed by the palpable, burning desire to stomp your feet, gouge your fuckin’ eyes out and scream at the top of your lungs, “I’VE HAD IT!” Thankfully, for the benefit of all humanity, Seattle’s Kid Chrome has sonically centralized these sentiments onto one three-track, seven-inch, zero-fucks-given vinyl record, sparing everyone’s eyes from a socket-full of fingers -- and frankly, this clever fucker deserves a Nobel Peace Prize for that alone. The person responsible for Kid Chrome’s irresistible rock ‘n’ roll luster is none other than Chad Bucklew of Lysol, whose legacy as a solo-rock maestro trails back but a few years. And yet, the progress Chad has made since releasing his first hyper-lo-fi spasm of simplistic, drum machine-backed punk is nothing short of inspiring, as it would be for anyone capable of single-handedly writing snappy, bonafide songs of this caliber. Spurred by punchy mechanical drum-beats sure to get a crowd pogo-ing, Kid Chrome has re-recorded three flaming-hot takes on songs of past and present, toting a sharp, ultra-refined rock ‘n’ roll sound whose copious hooks, squeal-sensitive guitar licks, and rampant rodeo howls hearkens back to the great seminal proto-punk acts of yesteryear, complete with a contagious sense of enthusiasm set to enliven once-deadened senses. These are the type of songs you can expect to hear in “underground punk compilations” a few decades from now -- so don’t you dare fuckin’ sleep on it now. These songs are somethin’ else.
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Lysol "Teenage Trance" 7"A band that calls themselves “Lysol” ain’t got no business sounding this fuckin’ filthy, but if this new single is of any indication, things are only gonna get far, far more filthier from here.
These Seattle-based garage rockers have been playing a dangerous, potentially litigious game of footsie with this identically-named multi-billion dollar corporation for years, even going as far as to censor their name to “L.I.” (Lysol Incognito) on two select releases in order to avert suspicion, and ideally, a cease and desist order -- but if there’s one thing that should be made immediately clear by their continued deliverance of demented, psych-tinged jams under the Lysol name, it’s that this band is aiming to live fast and die even faster. They do not give. A. Fuuuuck. Lysol’s “‘Teenage Trance’ b/w ‘Chemical Reaction’” is yet another two-track, grease-sodden helping of rock ‘n’ roll slop served atop a seven-inch vinyl record, effortlessly incorporating elements of the group’s preceding efforts in Seattle’s Freak Vibes, with frantic slews of garage-like grooves propelled by a hardcore ferocity. Drumbeats restrained as the songs cautiously degenerate into psychedelic, noodle-prone moments of mid-paced obscurity, Lysol regularly dislodges themselves into a violent, bombastic concoction of causticized riffs and throat-rending roars, burdened by paranoia yet driven by sheer funk. The only thing that sucks about this record is that it’s only two tracks. But then again, that just might be all the human heart can take before it fuckin’ ruptures on itself.
LISTEN: https://neckchoprecords.bandcamp.com/album/teenage-trance-chemical-reactionBUY: https://neck-chop-records.myshopify.com/products/lysol-teenage-trance-7
Liquids "Hot Liqs Revenge" LPGenerally speaking, the punk rock ethos is one slightly muddled by its own paradoxical philosophy; the idea that, as an accessible do-it-yourself three-chord act, you’re expected to exercise the genre’s “devil-may-give-no-fuck” attitude in order to create confrontational bouts of raw, intimate music that barks in the face of your oppressors -- internal, external, or otherwise --, and celebrate everything that makes punk so intrinsically cathartic and empowering. But of course, all of this means jack-shit when nobody can make out what the fuck you’re saying. That’s why a band like Liquids -- brainchild of Indiana’s Mat Williams, best known for his time playing in The Coneheads, Dagger, The Fritz, Guinea Kid, Scabs, and Pukeoid -- is one whose worth as a garage-y, glam-like solo project is elevated so far beyond its immediate deluge of vibrant, squeal-prone hooks and brilliantly infectious rock ‘n’ roll melodies. Since the band’s debut in early 2015, Liquids has always been an honest, shamelessly human introspective projected through the lens of highly electrifying rock ‘n’ roll fits, beautifully melding garage, pop, blues, and even hardcore sensibilities into a perfectly condensed lo-fi punk rock chassis. It is music so unabashedly pained and discontented, with lyricism veiled in a venomous sheet of nihilism and destructive impulses craving immediate discharge, that it only serves to magnify the songs’ uncontainable amounts of upbeat, yet bittered passion. As intense as it is intelligent, Mat’s continual usage of the Liquids handle has culminated in a discography chock-full of songs guaranteed to be underground hits once we’re all dead and gone. “Hot Liqs’ Revenge” is no different, compiling an assortment of pre-existing recordings onto one convenient wheel ‘o’ wax, exemplifying the eclectic, savant-tier songwriting coming out from one of the most rightfully-revered D.I.Y. musicians of the Midwest. Long live Liquids.
LISTEN: https://neckchoprecords.bandcamp.com/album/hot-liqs-revengeBUY: https://neck-chop-records.myshopify.com/products/liquids-hot-liqs-revenge-lp
Erik Nervous "Assorted Anxieties" LP (US PRESS; Drunken Sailor has UK PRESS - Exclusive song on each)
You familiar with this, uh... this four-eyed yankee kid... calls himself Erik Neutron, or something of the like. Legend has it that at a very young age, Erik was forcibly uprooted from his suburban home by an intense gust of wind, propelling his infantile body in a near-perfect spiral towards America’s Rust Belt. There, he found himself lodged in a strange, mystical land, to which some leather-donning yokels have taken to calling... “NWI-cago”. Using a small, hexavalent chromium-stained seashell, Erik spent his youth studying music through the sounds of the ocean, recording rock songs of his own creation onto multi-colored floppy disks. He called it... “Devo-core”. All was peaceful in the land of NWI-cago, up until a small, green goblin-man, Limpy, and his friend, the ex-host of Nickelodeon’s Double Dare, scurried away with Erik’s floppies in hand, redistributing the music on their own respective record labels for the general populace to dissect. The rest, my friend, is history.
...Well, others may instead tell you that, in reality, Erik “Nervous” was nothing more than a lone music geek who recorded rip-off rock ‘n’ roll songs in the comfort of his Midwestern home, having nothing to do with any NWI’s, or ‘Cagos, or Lumpy’s, or anything of the sort: these claims are still currently under review. Regardless, following his original debut demo released in late 2015, Erik Nervous has since blossomed into a proper D.I.Y. darling -- a benchmark of what an independent, single-minded musician should be able to accomplish with eclectic tastes, a healthy sense of ambition, and even the simplest of recording materials. For once upon a time, Erik Nervous was but a four-eyed kid recording music alone in his bedroom; now, Erik is a four-eyed kid recording music alone in his bedroom, except this time with a real, true-to-life lineup for live shows, and an expansive, consistently-remarkable catalog of punk, rock, and not-so-punk-rock melodies more than deserving of an anthology collection such as this. Compiling nearly two years’ worth of material -- including the “Shipshewana Swimming” demo, the 2016 Winter Cassingle, the “Teen Distortion Art Junk Music” EP, the “Ice Cream” single, the “Conical Cranium Emulation” cassette, his track from the “Killed By Meth Vol. 2” compilation, and even two previously unreleased songs --, “Assorted Anxieties” is a brilliant collection of angular, tightly-wound rock ‘n’ roll, a soundtrack fitting of a jittery kid fueled by nothing but soda pop and handfuls of ritalin, a mélange of rock ‘n’ roll vibrancy whose simplicity favors the brilliance exhibited in the bounties of grooves woven throughout this record. If Erik Nervous is nothing more than a giant rip-off, then half of these other bands need to step their game the fuck up.
LISTEN: https://neckchoprecords.bandcamp.com/album/assorted-anxietiesBUY: https://neck-chop-records.myshopify.com/products/erik-nervous-assorted-anxieties-lp
Stiff Love "Trouble" 7"Nevermind the weird phrasing: Olympia’s Stiff Love is a fuckin’ beautiful instance punk rock incestuation. Like, if there was some kind of omniscient deity responsible for eating grapes, chuckin’ down lightning bolts, and ensuring that certain groups of people got into rooms together and started up bands, they definitely would’ve had to pull some strings to get the stars to align over Washington that fateful day. Sampling members from Lysol, Lowest Priority, Beta Boys, Very Mental and The Vitamens -- the first three of which are Washington-based, and all four phenomenal punk acts of their own distinct, varying flavors --, Stiff Love is the aftershock following years of rambunctious reverberations spawned by their past musical efforts. Liberating themselves from the arbitrary limitations of straight-forward punk, Stiff Love has channeled decades’ worth of vintage garage rock into a shameless, glittery stint of glam-like moxie, complete with a presentation worthy of posters plastered all over a bedroom wall. This four-piece has curated a sound that’s distinctly their own, emanating sheer confidence and gusto through heavy-handed, toe-tap-inducing rhythms, spring-loaded guitar licks reminiscent of surf-esque sensibilities, crunchy, scuzzed-out riffage imbued with a metallic potency, and a kickass lead capable of inciting a fuckin’ riot. “Trouble” could not have been a better follow-up to the group’s original debut cassette of 2017, honing their once-coarse tones to an edge fit for a smiley face-embossed switchblade. Stiff Love is the exact type of band you wish you had back when you were in middle school. Because, well, maybe then you wouldn’t have turned out to be such a mess.
LISTEN: https://neckchoprecords.bandcamp.com/album/troubleBUY: https://neck-chop-records.myshopify.com/products/stiff-love-trouble-7
Round 6 Bundle(s):
We're doing something a little different this time. You can either get the bundle with just the records OR the bundle with an exclusive shirt in your selected size with the Punky Comics drawing on a shirt (if you choose this option - please put your size in the notes). Please note, these shirts are being printed up once I get everybody's ordered sizes so these orders will ship a little later. Only 40 will be made!
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