Jamie Rotante

CRANFORD NIX: Drinkin’ with Some Angels: LP

Who is Cranford Nix? The Mitch Hedberg of acoustic rock’n’roll. Immediate, impactful, and honestly written songs, all performed very directly—and with a real comedic edge—by a troubled man and his guitar. A man who tragically died way too young. It seems that this is the only official recording of Cranford Nix’s songs: a 1990 live […]

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CRIMINAL OUTFIT: Time to Get Crucial: 7” EP

Three songs and a cover of the Strike’s “Skinhead” from an L.A.-based band. Sound is gruff vocal mid-tempo punk with a smidge of rock thrown in. –Jimmy Alvarado (LSM Music, piratespressrecords.com)

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CRIMINAL OUTFIT: Time to Get Crucial: 7” EP

Criminal Outfit is in the tradition of the hard American oi that was developed in Atlanta in the mid-1980s by bands like Anti-Heros and Moonstomp. Taking skinhead tropes and applying U.S. hardcore elements, those groups are way more of an influence on this new Los Angeles band than any of the classic British boot bands. […]

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CRIMINAL OUTFIT: Time to Get Crucial: 7” EP

Thugged-out oi from the beaches of Cali. No mess, no fuss, boots and fucking braces. Makes sense this is on Longshot, but would have been on Vulture Rock back in the day. It’s got the Bruisers meets Negative Approach vibe where the oi doesn’t plod. Any fans of Japanese bands like Blade and Sledgehammer for […]

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CRISIS ACTOR: False Flag: LP

From the dog-eared pages of We Got the Neutron Bomb, the pilgrimages to Headline when no other punk record store existed in town, an adolescence spent with an ear to KXLU, and eventually having your own show; I love Crisis Actor because it feels well-researched by people whose interest comes from a lifelong passion. It […]

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DA GROINS: 100% Groin: 7”

Look who we have here again. Yes, the omnipresent James Domestic is in yet another band. Here it’s four tracks of basic garage punk with Domestic’s vocals snarling away over a rollicking soundtrack. I’ll hold my hands up and admit it took me a while to realise that all songs have the word “public” in […]

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DAN MELCHIOR: Loud Version: LP

If you’re looking for a sign that spring has arrived (besides flowers and sunshine and Cadbury eggs), here it is. This collection of 2016 demo tracks is really a sudden burst of an album, filled with raw, booming, gnarly, irrepressible garage pop. Very different in tone from Melchior’s two somewhat recent, superb cassettes of meditative, […]

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DANNY CARNEY CHAINSAW SYMPHONY: Bagels: CS

A twenty-song song cassette tape with artwork that looks very ’80s major label, similar to CBS Records or something. It’s a very nostalgic look for someone my age, for sure. Songs are all over the place, just the way the cassette buyer likes things to be. Some super poppy stuff, acoustic in places, fast to […]

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DEAD YEARS: Self-titled: LP

How gradual is death truly? When you think about how much you grew from seventeen to twenty, and then compare it to the last three years of your life, it can certainly feel like we’re living dead years. The songs on this record confront the creeping stoppage. The standstill. The “Creation and Decay”: “All bright […]

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DEATH EYES: Live at Bar Pink: LP

I’m not sure why this slab of vinyl exists, except perhaps as a tribute to the band’s late vocalist. It’s a real shitty live recording of this short-lived San Diego hardcore band. Just about all of the songs on this record were also released on two studio records, so it’s not like this is the […]

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DELAY: Songs for Money: LP

The pride of Columbus, Ohio is back with a new batch of songs! I think these cats are more off again than on again, making the appearance of Songs for Money even more surprising and rad. This trio’s blend of pop hooks and atmospherics is bolstered by memorable vocal harmonies sung by twin brothers Austin […]

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DEMAND: Demo 2021: CS

Modern flavor hardcore—or should I say “hawdcore”—from DC. The vocalist is a dead ringer for Victim in Pain era Roger Miret and the music follows suit with odes to NYHC and Madball in particular. No chugga-chugga or crowd killing foolishness here; just four blows to the head of the type of hardcore that will never […]

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