Showing posts with label Ebullition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ebullition. Show all posts

Friday, December 6, 2013

Crust

This always felt like such a crusty release.

Spitboy/Los Crudos. Mike. Used.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Lefty

The teenage leftist in me thought this was the greatest record ever. Don't get me wrong, it's still great. Even if my ideals have mellowed into Democratic moderation.

Struggle. Mike. Used.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

All In A Name

I always wanted to dislike Monster X because of their name. But they were different than a lot of things out there. And I couldn't help but like them.

Monster X. The Marvelous! Used.

Friday, July 20, 2012

34th and Grays Ferry

The other day I thought about giving money to crust punks. But only if they could promise me the money went to their dogs.


Downcast. Used.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Pinko

I love Ebullition hardcore. Ebullition Records is responsible for some of my favorite releases of the nineties. Screaming, political, crusty.


I'm a fan of most of their discography. Then again I don't have it listed in front of me. I'm sure there are more than a few stinkers.

Like most people, my politics have moderated with age. But at seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty I couldn't get enough of the left-wing rhetoric they were giving me. That style of hardcore meshed well with the books, writers and politics I was into at the time. And opened the door to even more.

To be young and unreasonably idealistic.

Friday, January 16, 2009

CDDB

I wish the Gracenote CDDB had standards.

My wish is rooted in laziness.

Capitalization. Punctuation. A standard way to show "featuring." Album names. No album artist.

I don't expect art. I expect to do some leg work.

Is it asking too much to have capitalization of a song title?

I don't think so.

Orchid. Generation Records. Used.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

CSFB

It turned out we were both students at Syracuse at the same time. Some overlap. My time was scattered and short.

After a couple of months of being cubicle neighbors, we finally came to this realization.

This explained the constant "he looks familiar" thoughts.

Finally an answer. All it took was some asking.

We had some mutual friends. Mutual interests. Similar taste in music. At least in the past. Our current tastes were a little different. Allowing us to introduce each other to new bands.

Did I know Pretty Girls Make Graves? (I did not.) They were ex-Murder City Devils. (This also meant nothing to a U.K./Britpop/Madchester obsessed me.)

Did I know Orchid? (I did not.) They are on Ebullition. (That I know.)

He explained their lyrics were about art. I'm not so sure if that should have been a selling point. It was. Aided by the Ebullition tag.

Orchid - Dance Tonight! Revolution Tomorrow! / Chaos Is Me
. Generation Records. Used.