Sunday, January 1, 2012

WATCH THIS!!

TUMOR WARLORD video for "Tumor Warlord"

OUT NOW!!!!!

JRR - 016  TUMOR WARLORD (Denmark) debut EP 7" release date January 01, 2012
a1: Bio-Machine
a2: Tumor Warlord   
b1: End Of Time

$5 plus shipping email:  jethrowrecords@yahoo.com
discounts on multiple copies get in touch
wholesale starts at 10 copies get in touch

also, check-out my discogs with tons of non jeth-row records related releases:
http://www.discogs.com/user/jethrowrecords
 
still available:
2011 best LP (seriously) TRUE SONS OF THUNDER "spoonful of seedy dudes" $10 plus shipping
tsot / wizzard sleeve split 7" $5 plus shipping
wizzard sleeve / static static split 7" $5 plus shipping
useless eaters 7" $5 plus shipping

Sunday, August 28, 2011

JRR-015 TRUE SONS OF THUNDER "spoonful of seedy dudes" LP OUT NOW!

 
JRR-015 TRUE SONS OF THUNDER "spoonful of seedy dudes" LP
paypal now to jethrowrecords@yahoo.com.
begin shipping Sept. 01.
record release show at Gonerfest Sept. 24 (day show)
1 LP $14 ppd in US
...1 LP $17 ppd CAN/MEX
1 LP $23 ppd WORLD

MULTIPLE COPY ORDERS GET IN TOUCH
jethrowrecords@yahoo.com

WHOLESALE STARTS AT 8 COPIES

ALL COVERS ARE SCREEN PRINTED BY ME (art!)
so technically they are all one of a kind
for collector $cum there is:
the usual unspecified amount of RARE special ones depending on
how fast you line my fucking pockets edition

Friday, March 25, 2011

MRR review of WiZZARD SLEEVE / TRUE SONS OF THUNDER split 7"

With WiZZARD SLEEVE, it's so refreshing to hear this druggy, synthy punk delivered by a band that doesn't come off like they're doing you a favor for sharing their "warped genius" with you.  They're legit boneheads having fun, and it shows.  Their tune, "Setting Fire to Your Loft," ranks among their very best. Also, bonus points for the Calvin and Hobbes pissing on Scion label design. TRUE SONS OF THUNDER are wading in similar waste on their side, their first on vinyl.  Featuring a couple high-profile names from Memphis' punk elite.  TSOT's "Butt Bong" is a tongue-in-bung noise plod through a total inebriation haze.  Spoken vocals a la the LEGENDARY STARDUST COWBOY or ROSS JOHNSON, but so fucking absurd you can't help but be impressed.  It's booming on AmRep levels, yet falling apart from the moment it begins.  Drug-punk rampage spread across two sides.  If anything, this record reclaims art-punk from yuppies and brings it back to the punks.  Take your wi-fi hummus hobo art space and shove it up your fucking ass. (Mitch Cardwell)