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Uncle Wigley
Quickly now, nah! That's too fast
for me Bite the bullet, mate, it's com
ing at ya quick. Shucks, too slow,
now there's chips in your teeth What-
cha doing holding onto the bumper?
That car is movin' you idiot! Those
holes in your Levis don't look too
promising all stained Is that your
flesh? Whew, that must sting. Ah,
what's that? Why you tapping on my
shoulder? On. babbling? No, re-
hearsing, you know I ain't going to
tell you for what, you't run your
mouth off like a waterfall. They cal
you queen gossip Remember?
Who said anything about a movie?
No way, you read it where? Oh,
come on, they print anything. Gee,
I'm glad you're my best friend Mr.
Mirror. But it was in the Puszone?
No way ace! O.K., O.K. cut the chat-
ter, time for this month's Puszone.
where mayhem always runs amok!
That new Heresy flexi is out, Six
slice 'em and dice em speedcore
zoomers that buzz the brain radder.
than a bee and for only $1.00! From
Pushead, PO Box 701 S.F. CA
94101 USA. Also, don't forget, 31
stamps gets you the Zone sticker
and mail order catalog, plus send
vinyl, tapes, zines or info for spastic
location somewhere in the crazy
boundaries of the Puszone.
The Brood
Whoa' What are these guys doing
in the Puszone? Why it's the Brood,
that heavy quartet from southern
Calfomia whose new Lp shoots the
wad straight up that chimney stack,
as the flames pop out those bright
sparks of creative excitement. Explo-
sive, driving with a straight forward
kick-ass power, the Brood force
some ultra grinding licks in a hard
blues speed rock punch. Take Jon
Nelson and Amery Smith, ex of Sui-
cidal Tendencies, pin forces with a
sound in mind get away from thoir
last venture, hit it with an armful of
ideas, stick Glen E. Friedman in to
produce, work long hours with the
goal in mind, and the result is excel-
lence. This Lp is hard and heavy, yet
clean with intense action at every
note. Reminiscent of classic Nugent
The compositions are severe and
musically will delivered, with a vol
ley of continual changes that don't
lose your attention. The Brood rep
resent the growth of an individual
with their musical ability and how the
drive brings them to that perfect har
mony. Well, Jon and Amery, along
with guitarist Todd Moyer and bassist
John Flitcraft, have found that right
groove. Check into the precision
fluidity and strength of the Broods
craft in numbers like. Call of the
Dog Screaming For Life." "Hidden
Fears, a slower moody piece that
works into the hetty The Fine Line."
and Good vs. Evil Metallic meta-
morphosis, rockin' with all the right
chords combining a little punk, a
slice of blues, a dash of metal and
the rest comes from the inside of the
Brood. A total change of pace, but al
damn good one. On Profile Records.
And the travels begin yet again in
that seven inch playground. Kick
sand into their faces with the awe-
some debut by Holland's Neuroot.
Right Is Might, a four song Ep that
thrusts those sonic blasts with a
force of mad rage keeping the pace
fast and intensely active. Like a wid
speedy car chase it builds rapidly
and keeps the suspense to mayhem
while pushing all the pedals to the
floor, smashing down with total com
bustion. Yet not a crash in site. Hun-
gry guitars churn out powerful cranks,
grinding
squeaky
chord
changes as the feedback purrs with
just the right choice of distortion.
Drums beat heartily as the sticks
smash the cymbals over and over
again, still it's the hoarse larynx of
vocalist Wouter who spits and growls
out the intense sentiments with a
force to be reckoned with. All four
tracks, including the stormtrooping
banzais of The Lie They Call The
Truth, and Politicians and Busi-
nessmen, are exceptional, hailing
Neuroot the new ruler of hardcore
madness. These guys are great.
Watch closely for them. Write to Mar-
cel Stol, Spyker Str. 251A, 6828 DH
Arnhem, Holland, Netherlands.
Speed, distortion and bolting
savagery make up the nucleus of a
total thrash blaster combo who go
by the name of Generic and hail
from England. This five song Ep.
For A Free And Liberated South
Africa, hits hard with political views
and information, advocating serious
action, with a true revolutionary
stance. When the stylus burns the
black grooves, rantings work into
drastic barrages of rushing out-
bursts, hurling a seizure of snaps
and barks with flailing feedback.
blitzing with an ever changing style
of attack. Chaotic, no frills devasta-
tion occurs with bulldozing power
and brutal vocals that spew out the
manifestations, keeping a vital pace,
while the disorder engulfs the
senses. Truly hard hitting and fac-
tual, Generic are a steady treat to
the new talent from the U.K., direct
energy to the maximum. Generic co
Days Of Hope Bookshop, 62 Thorton:
St. Newcastle Upon Tyne 1, England.
Frantic scratchings... Nick Blinko/U.K.
The whine roars into a fierce lash
ing of extreme vigor, cranking furious
with that rushing command of ultra-
speed smacked into a total roar of
rawness. Catapult the nervous sys-
tem into the compelling volts of
Belgium's Capital Scum with that
non-restraint force of steadfast
franticness, blurting with urgent
deliverance. Clutch The Flag steadily
shoves a wall of sound into five
scorchers on this superb Ep, hot with
fiery character and raucous melodies.
Quick, oscillating guitars menace
with an onslaught of graunched out
riffs, pushing a continual noise,
brutal with eagerness, into a low-
driving heaviness, the highlight of
Capital Scum The singer screams,
wails, shouts and snarls, yet it
spens laid back compared to the
power the guitars storm out. But the
vocals work hand in hand with the
compositions, catching your mind
with clever punches. Stuff like
Prisco Lild, Burger Slavery," and
the title track "Clutch The Flare
rapid with heat from the furnace.
melting the vinyl down as you play
it again and again. Torching goods
on Hageland Records, Diestsestr
87, 3270 Scherpentvl, Belgium,
Still not fast enough? Well, give a
go at those governors of maniac
speed, thrusting beyond the levels
of flaildom, Larm. Yup, those Dutch
thrashers are at it again with a
sixteen song 7" Ep, running wild with
those guitar strings as the picks rip
up beyond normal use in just
minutes. Split second aggression
smashing the cerebal cavity, stag-
gering the senses, chilling the body.
the stopping as rapidly as it came.
Larm engage in missiling turbulence
that never backs off, loud and
boisterous, each member hustles
the instruments to get that charge
faster than light. The drummer gets
cramps in the forearm as that hun
dred beats a second on the snare
add up to some ferocious move-
ments and torrid muscle action. The
turtle would never have beaten the
hare if it was Larm. The pace is not
lazy for sure. Comes with lyric and
photo sheet For the money, it's
sheer fun. Hessenweg 183, 3791 PE
Achterveld, Holland, Netherlands.
A great independent tape compila-
tion from out of France offers the
new genre of French hardcore. This
stuff really wails and is a breath of
fresh air to hear such new excite-
ment from a country not known to
produce such hectic thrash attacks.
A good long dose of music featuring
eight bands, Heimat-Los. Les
Vandales, Kromozom 4, Rapt.
Final Blast Butcher Les Bloody
Fuckers and Gono Coke, all with
their own style and each equally
exciting. This tape was put out by
Jungle Hop International, and it's not
their first effort. Jungle Hop is always
on the look out for new hot bands
and from the looks of their releases
they have good taste. Watch for this
great 8 band tape entitled Rapsodie
En France Vol. 1, or write Jungle Hop
International, B.P. 36, 94130 Nogent
Sur Marne, France. Don't forget to
send an I.R.C. for reply.
Why Work For Death? Is the
bombastic debut 12 slab from a
rambunctious new speedcore outfit
called Dissension, and it's energet-
ic with quick variations. Sound the
alarm as this ensemble terronzes
those sudden chords with a full
approach of tornadoing guitars and
an ever-pulsating drum splash which
wildly hurls itself headlong into a
continuous paced beat of accelera-
tion. Laced with metallic grindings,
Dissension are boiling with this
insistent blistering of lirebolting
chaos, as the vocals loudly shout
the straight-forward lyrics, with
occasional lead breaks piercing the
compositions. Eleven gut crunching
songs that never back off, all swift
in execution, wild with delight.
Ravaging the atmosphere with the
likes of Fate, Sole Survivor,
"Hypocrite, and "Un-optional
Conformity Dissension has the
spirit to provide the necessary
amount of chaotic thrash. Young and
rising, this record cranks with the
best of them! On Metal Storm
Records, 6100 E. Los Arcos St.
Long Beach, CA 90815.
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