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    Origine du Groupe : Danemark
    Style : Surf Punk Rock
    Sortie : 2010

    By DaBoss  from http://fatcitycigarlounge.blogspot.com

    The Palermo Surf Experience play with extreme volume and energy, while not racing along. The upside are 12 mostly very good songs delivered with excellent guitar and drums. the downside is inconsistent mixing, lead guitar often too low in the mix, and drums often to prominent. While this serves the intensity, it subdues the melodies and sense of ensemble that's clearly in the performance. My guess is that this is an excellent band that would wear you out live, and one that will deliver killer recordings once the formula is found. I really like this disc, aside from the production values. Phil Dirt

    Tracklist :       
    01. Evil Desert Ghost Train From Hell (With Death)
    02. Shake ‘n’ Fake
    03. Stealth Rodeo
    04. Powerkraut
    05. Run Run Retard
    06. Fabrin’s Fabulous Fight Night
    07. Silence Is Violence
    08. RIP Curl Renegade
    09. Santas Sweet Revenge
    10. Gin Atomic
    11. Viagra Falls
    12. Still Strippin’


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    Origine du Groupe : North America
    Style : Post-Punk , Funk Rock , Soul Rock
    Sortie : 1998

    For 1998's In Mass Mind, their second studio album and fourth long-player overall, the Make-Up recruited Adam & Eve -- a.k.a. Royal Trux's Neil Hagerty and Jennifer Herrema -- for production duties. As evidenced by the album's warm, detailed sound, the collaboration is a perfect fit, bringing just enough polish and focus to the Make-Up's music to make it even more powerful. "Black Wire Pt. 1," "Drop the Needle," and "The Joy of Sound" show off the group's dynamic, theatrical side, while "Earth Worm," "Do You Like Gospel Music," "Time Machine," and "Caught Up in the Rapture" are atmospheric and soulful, further explorations into the band's widening sonic territory.

    By ~ Heather Phares

    Tracklist :
       1. "Black Wire Pt. 1" − 1:03
       2. "Live in the Rhythm Hive" − 3:02
       3. "Joy of Sound" − 3:38
       4. "Watch it with that Thing" − 4:21
       5. "Drop the Needle" − 2:17
       6. "Earth Worm Pt. 1" − 2:03
       7. "Do You Like Gospel Music?" − 3:59
       8. "Come up to the Microphone" − 2:50
       9. "Centre of the Earth" − 2:59
      10. "(I've Heard About) Saturday Nite" − 3:05
      11. "Earth Worm Pt. 2" − 2:25
      12. "Time Machine" − 2:38
      13. "Caught up in the Rapture" − 4:41
      14. "Black Wire Pt. 2" − 2:02

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    Quite possibly the greatest surf album you've never heard, this 1963 release from the Rhythm Rockers is a classic. Pounding surf-rock from the days when surf was surf and rock was something entirely other than some white-pupiled, devil-worshiping geek in a black corset. Turn it up! Reject Satan! Save your soul and lose your lease!

    Origine du Groupe : North America
    Style : Surf Rock
    Sortie 1963

    Tracklist :
    01. Surfin' At Mazatlan (2:35)
    02. Rendevous Stomp (2:43)
    03. Ramrod (1:52)
    04. Nine Toes (2:37)
    05. Moondawg (2:33)
    06. Wipeout (2:52)
    07. Breakfast At Tressles (2:49)
    08. Moovin' N' Groovin' (2:10)
    09. Get It On (3:17)
    10. Caravan (1:35)
    11. The Breeze and I (3:49)
    12. You Can't Sit Down (3:09)
    13. The Slide (bonus track) (1:55)
    14. Garbage Cans (Fanny Warble) (2:56)



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    Sortie : 2002
    Style : Rock , Punk , Garage , Inde

    Tracklist :
    1. One Beat
    2. Far Away
    3. Oh!
    4. The Remainder
    5. Light-Rail Coyote
    6. Step Aside
    7. Combat Rock
    8. O2
    9. Funeral Song
    10. Prisstina
    11. Hollywood Ending
    12. Sympathy


    I have issues with women in rock. Not so much the actual act of female human beings playing that rock n' roll music, but the entire media concept of in-quotes "women in rock." I'm tired of Rolling Stone double issues, the VH1 theme weeks, the Tower Records special displays. Condescending, patronizing bullshit, all of it. Now, I won't get into the issue of the built-in misogyny in the rock criticism phrasebook; partially because I wouldn't want to endorse a paranoid shift towards excessively vigilant political correctness, and partially because I myself am guilty of occasionally over-using the adjective 'sultry.'

    No, at hand is a bigger fish-- namely, that far too much writing about female musicians gets caught up with the idea that the artist must be saying something about the 'female experience.' Rather than accept these acts as just plain musicians, being a woman playing rock music is automatically assumed to be a declaration of activist intentions. Other than the obvious double-standard (when was the last time you read a review about an all-guy band's songs reflecting the male experience?), this allows the Y chromosome-dominated rock press to focus on gender while still coming off as enlightened. But what of those girl bands that just want to rock, without all that role model jazz?

    Consider, for example, indie-rock darlings Sleater-Kinney, just coincidentally the subject of this review! To date, Sleater-Kinney has, in my professional opinion, been a good but not great band with a solid back catalog of energetic but slightly homogenous releases. To the majority of my esteemed colleagues, however, S-K is the three-headed coming of the woman Christ, The Great Female Hope, the band that proves at long last that, hey, girls can rawk too! Never mind the fact that girls are, after all, evolutionarily engineered to have fingers for making chord shapes and strumming, just like boys.

    Saddled with such a heavy label, and with unrealistic and undeserved expectations, the three women of Sleater-Kinney could just keep on making the same album over and over again, pleasing their tiny, rabid loyalists and the leather-patched elbow crowd in the press box. Hey, the life ain't too bad for a cult band these days. But, thank god, the Kill Rock Stars trio isn't content to forever meander in that habitat. With One Beat, Sleater-Kinney have turned in an album that absolutely, positively OBLITERATES the gender card, an album so colossal that all prefixes to the label 'rock band' must be immediately discarded.

    From the opening, off-kilter drum pattern of the title track, One Beat takes you on a log flume ride through a forest of monumental riffs-- a log flume ride, people! Witness the fretboard slides of "Hollywood Ending", the cocky strut of "Step Aside", the mighty, fist-pumping second half of "Combat Rock" (to which I'd like to just give a premature Forkie for Best Riff of the Year right now). Also, be forewarned that the drumstick-twirling coda of "Far Away" has been shown to provoke sudden miming of snare hits and windmill strums in laboratory animals.

    Now, you might be hearing a lot of crazytalk from longtime S-K supporters that the new album is their most disappointing to date. Ignore it; fanbase discomfort is a common symptom of the breakthrough album, proving that the act has tweaked their formula far enough to piss off the vets who want their pet band to stay predictable. Kinney's definitely changed up the recipe (as they had already begun to do with All Hands on the Bad One), but all changes are positive, foremost being a new understanding of how restraint and scaling back can allow for exponentially increased rockage. "Combat Rock" and "The Remainder" stutter along a single riff, teasingly refusing to explode before building to a tantric peak. "Light Rail Coyote" and "O2" both come out with all engines blazing, but retreat to valleys of uncharacteristically subdued hush.

    Also helping the cause is an increased singing role for Carrie Brownstein, who sounds more confident than ever sporting a fully developed hiccupy vocal character that plays off Tucker's wail like lime flavoring on Tostitos. For anyone of the opinion that Tucker's banshee act occasionally got out of hand on older S-K material, Brownstein's participation is welcome news for your fragile eardrums. The latest model of the Janet Weiss percussion-cyborg sings a bit, too, but her main contribution is her incredibly melodic drums, strident and full-bodied as ever.

    Meanwhile, the band breaks out the required fifth-album accoutrements: horn section, strings, occasional keyboards. It might be predictable timing for the band to expand their sound, but it's handled delicately by producer John Goodmanson, who never allows the spice to overwhelm the dish (er, sonically speaking, of course). The slip-and-slide Moog on "Oh!" drives home the song's oh-woah-woah playfulness, "Step Aside"'s marching band brass lends its revolution beckoning an epic quality, and Sam Coomes' theremin on "Funeral Song" fulfills the FDA requirements for any tune that mentions haunted houses, demons, and Halloween.

    So except for a closing track ("Sympathy") where the bluesy over-emoting reminds me of everything I used to dislike about the Sleater, One Beat is an uncompromising, energetic monster of a record. Most of all, it's just accessible (pardon my French) enough to be exactly what the rock world needs these days: the Trail of Dead for those put off by the Danzig-esque lyrics and relentless drum-rolling. It's a dive-headfirst-into-an-empty-pool, take-the-subway-to-Queens, snap-into-a-Slim-Jim, forget-to-bring-back the-library-books, tire-pressure-dangerously-low, sneaking-fireworks-across-the-Illinois-Indiana-border kind of album. That it's performed by three persons of the female gender is entirely beside the point, to anyone who's really listening.

    Rob Mitchum

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    Freedom for king kong - Marche ou Rêve (clip)



    Voilà un combo qui porte bien son nom ! Vous les avez sûrement déjà entendu, les cinq (primates ?) de Freedom For King Kong n'en sont pas à leur coup d'essai. Forts de deux albums avant celui-ci, c'est surtout en participant à la compilation « Mano Negra : Illegal » qu'ils ont pu se faire connaître, avec une reprise (j'vous l'met dans l'mille…) de King Kong Five. Une drôle de reprise, dans leur style, quelque part sur la scène alternative, avec un chant aussi proche d'un Lofofora que de la scène rap, sans ne jamais abuser de hurlement. Leur slogan résume assez bien ce choix musical : « libérez le primate qui est en vous ».
    C'est donc après avoir réécouté cette compile (qui contient entre autres, d'excellentes reprises de Ska-p ou de la Ruda Salska, eh oui !) que je m'attaque au dernier opus du groupe : Marche ou rêve.
    L'album est protégé dans un superbe coffret digipack vert, très joliment décoré jusqu'à l'intérieur du livret. Voilà qui devrait donner l'envie à plus d'un de se l'approprier. Mais concentrons-nous plutôt sur la musique.
    A l'ouverte de l'album, le son de FFKK fonctionne comme un gros coup de pompe dans la tronche. Sur "Marche ou rêve" on trouve un phrasé rappé sur font de métal bruyant, de quoi en faire fuir plus d'un. Mais outre la voix de Bring's qui connaîtra sûrement autant de détracteurs que d'admirateurs, la musique dévoilée sur ce LP est de toute qualité. Entre beats électros et riffs (bruyant ou non) de guitare, l'album est divinement équilibré de morceaux qui ne se ressemblent pas.
    Le titre "Sodocratie" est pour moi celui qui résume le mieux ce travail (et aussi le meilleur morceau !), dans lequel on retrouve un excellent texte (sauf peut-être la phrase du refrain) en réponse au 21 avril 2002 (cf. : élections présidentielles qui ont vu le front National passer au 2e tour), sur une musique efficace saucée à l'électro.
    "Les marionnettistes" est aussi un morceau sympa, qui alterne couplets groovies et refrains énervés digne du rock-punk de Trust.
    Placé au beau milieu des 11 titres, "Amour propre" fait figure d'entracte avec sa mélodie toute calme. Et on retrouve ainsi Bring's dans un registre différent, avec du vrai chant, tel qu'on l'apprend à l'école.
    L'entracte passée, et FFKK revient de plus belle, mais avec un son moins brut, moins métal et assurément plus rock. Ainsi on retrouve par exemple cet excellent morceau instrumental qu'est "Primatologie". Et gardez-vous bien du titre, ce morceau de 6 minutes est une totale réussite leadé par une guitare saturée qui se joue d'agression électronique. Une vraie surprise.
    Enfin l'album se conclut sur l'étrange "Le figurant". Un titre plus que calme accompagné d'un chant tout doux. Maintenant j'ai un peu de mal à savoir si il faut le prendre au premier ou au second degré.
    Au final on a donc un album très complet, qui trouvera très certainement un public d'aficionados prêts à suivre le groupe sur les tournées. Car si une chose ressort assurément sur cet album, c'est la frustration imposée par les limites de l'enregistrement en studio. On sent tout de suite que FFKK est un groupe de scène, dont il serait heureux de croiser la route.
    Auteur : Lilian

    Sodocratie - Freedom For King Kong
    envoyé par smokababylon

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    Tracklist :
       1. (00:04:07) Freedom For King Kong - Marche ou rêve
    2. (00:03:19) Freedom For King Kong - Le syndrome de Peter Pan
    3. (00:04:40) Freedom For King Kong - Sodocratie
    4. (00:04:27) Freedom For King Kong - Les Marionnettistes
    5. (00:03:48) Freedom For King Kong - Phénomène
    6. (00:04:27) Freedom For King Kong - Amour Propre
    7. (00:05:32) Freedom For King Kong - Gun Tune
    8. (00:06:08) Freedom For King Kong - Primatologie
    9. (00:04:07) Freedom For King Kong - Modern Faust
    10. (00:05:17) Freedom For King Kong - Des Plumes
    11. (00:03:16) Freedom For King Kong - Le Figurant

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