Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Jeth-Row 013 USELESS EATERS 7"

reviews from terminal-boredom

Fighting Bundle Of Fags for the KBD shit n’ snot throne AND in the running for “World's Shortest Single”, the Useless Eaters unleash their punkiest of the jangle-punk yet with "Panic Attack". Title song cruises along like a violent seizure underneath so much tape hiss you’ll mistake it for another guitar. It’s like saccharine skuzz’d hit shooting straight for my clogged-up, half beating heart. I think the lead out groove is longer than the track, for reals. Side B’s Death View is a smidge longer in its stop-n-go pop, but that’s because it gives you some space to breathe within its stiff robotic breaks. Recorded kleen this time, with a solo bedroom vibe. A great static-free ride. Stats: five hunner’d or so, I’d assume. (RSF).

I walked away from the previous two Useless Eaters singles without giving a fuck. Yeah, yeah, KBD-inspired punk schlock and Jay Jay loved 'em. I still don't think it was anything to get excited over. I wouldn't have even given this one a chance, but when the Dirty South's finest label releases something I have to listen. At least this Seth kid doesn't overstay his welcome, he jerks out two quick punkers in less than 4 minutes or so. "Death View" was recorded solo-shooter style in Memphis, it's the B-Side and better of the two, no-frills Gizmos-stylee stumble punk. It's ok. A-Side is "Panic Attack" recorded in Euroland with a bandful of Danes (Cola Freaks). Almost musters up some of the punk-chug of CPC Gangbangs in the beginning revs, but the goofy hook sends it into New Wavesville. The best thing about this record is the insert that advertises the True Sons of Thunder LP coming soon! Scum stats: 500 copies, first 50 with alternate sleeves.(RK)


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Jeth-Row 012 WiZZARD SLEEVE / STATIC STATIC split 7" (repress of 125)

Static Static / Wizzard Sleeve split 7"
Mobile, Alabama's Wizzard Sleeve goes for weirdo scuzz psych punkness. Riffs from brain and ass collide in a house of mirrors fuckedness - and that is a compliment! You can't go wrong with a person named Captain Beyonce in the band. Static Static is one of my favorite bands going. Great single/double chord blasts are these guys game. Lots of fuzz and throb and some killer wailing, with a too cool for class vocalist... 

THIS IS A REPRESS OF 125 COPIES WITH NEW ARTWORK by KEENAN MARSHALL KELLER ***all profits got to our dear friends in Static Static who are doing a lengthy stint in the Arizona Pen.  Help them get some of the creature comforts that you enjoy. HELP THEM OUT***

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Jeth-Row 014 WiZZARD SLEEVE / TRUE SONS OF THUNDER split 7"

Jeth-Row Records 014

WiZZARD SLEEVE / TRUE SONS OF THUNDER split 7"
setting fire to your loft: 8min of hate, puke, piss, bile and blackened synth/guitar murder
butt bong: your favorite Memphis band flippering you down a six hour interstate trip to New Orleans in 4 1/2min of mindfuckery scree and plod!

500 black vinyl with 60 pre-order limited covers
WS artwork by Keenan Marshall Keller, TSOT artwork by TSOT


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review from MRR column "MINDLESS CONTENTMENT WITH CHUCK BARRELS

COOL SINGLE DEPT.:  Have you been wondering what Eric from the OBLIVIANS has been up to lately besides releasing records, running one of the best stores in the country, playing reunion shows and being one of the most righteous dudes in the game today?  Well, he's amassed a line-up of some of the heaviest dudes in the Memphis area and started a band called TRUE SONS OF THUNDER and their on one side of this split with a song called "Butt Bong" and it sounds like...wait for it...FLIPPER.  But they really sound like Flipper.  This song is a 3 minute long car crash in slow-motion, with some guy reading the newspaper over it.  Ridiculous.  I heard they break stuff when they play live too.  Hide the children. The other side of this black disc is from Alabama's finest, WiZZARD SLEEVE, and it's titled "Setting Fire To Your Loft".  It has great lyrics (that I think are frighteningly autobiographical) and is teeming with organically grown mushroom-influenced death synth-punk sounds with vocals straight from Sleazeville, USA.  I mean, I really believe him when he says he's going to "take a shit on your bathroom floor".  These synths sound like they were stolen from John Carpenter's non-existent score to Deadbeat at Dawn.  I fucking hate split singles, but...(Jeth-Row Records)

blurb written by Michael Bateman from New Orleans monthly AntiGravity:
"TSOT: Richard tells some puzzling story that likens a man to a fiddler crab over a three-or-four-guitar Flipper mess . . . Wizz Sleeve give us another bad-vibes groover you might recognize from their live set - clocking in at a brutal 8 minutes (TSOT are a little kinder at 5 min.)"