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Mix June 2022

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1st Song Music - Surf Music | July 2022

The Wheel Workers Emphasis Tracks for Harbor Album

beyond punk.

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Music by DUDE, MY DUDE
Mixed/Produced by Matt E Williams
Mastered by Cicely Balston

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Bike Ride

Harbor

Day After Day

Suck It Up

Recalls The Flaming Lips and Stereolab with lyrics that represent a desperate call out to alien life for a little help out of all the problems we've created for ourselves. Also includes some fun easter eggs: cover art design and percussion parts arranged in the "S.O.S." Morse code pattern; samples of greetings to alien life in different languages taken from the famous “Golden Record” included on board NASA’s 1977 Voyager mission.

S.O.S.

Every Time You Come Around

Billionaire

I Confess

Recorded at Young Thugs Studio York

Lyrics 

We're faded the sleepless nights heat up the crowd
While we sailing
our eyes can see our final town
We're finding ourselves to loose the way
We're waiting we're waiting

Feels like our lives are jaded
Feels like we're wasted breaking free
And hope is turning into anarchy

There's no denying now
Nobody will know
No no no nobody will know

So we sailed up the river into Amsterdam
Where I left my heart forgot who I am
Crimson lights burning right down into our soul

Crazy inside the belly of the beast
invaded, we're out of touch to say the least
We're loosing ourselves to find the way
We're praying not preying
Feels like our lives are iaded
Feels like we're wasted breaking free
And hope is turning into anarchy

There's no use trying now
Nobody will know
No no no nobody will know

So we sailed up the river into Amsterdam
Where I left my heart forgot who I am
Crimson lights burning right down into our soul

Do you feel it, when she calls you home
Are you dying for a crowded place with her
Do you feel it, when she calls you home
For it's there you can be alone with her
Do you feel it, when she calls you home
Are you dying for a crowded place with her
Do you feel it, when she calls you home
For it's there you can be alone with her

So we sailed up the river into Amsterdam
Where I left my heart forgot who I am

So we sailed up the river into Amsterdam
Where I left my heart forgot who I am
Crimson lights burning right down into our soul
So we sailed up the river into Amsterdam
Where I left my heart forgot who I am
Crimson lights burning right down into our soul

Amsterdam

Money Talks

Written and performed by The Crowleys
Lyrics by Giuliana Frontini
Recorded by Cohen Wylie at Threshold Recording Studio
Mixed by Cohen Wylie and Michael Keire at Threshold Recording Studio 
Produced by Cohen Wylie, Michael Keire and The Crowleys
Mastered by Brian Lucey at Magic Garden Mastering
Artwork by Chloe Moss

Sewer Drain

Tell Me Is This Something (You Want To Do?) is the latest offering from Cambridgeshire & Suffolk quartet, The Routine. The new single delivers a rock solid beat driven by gritty punk guitars, a solid vocal, and a breakdown worthy of getting any venue moving.

Tell Me Is This Something (You Want To Do?)

New single by Leeds / Norwich band Gladboy:

"I wanted this track to be a sort of reverie about life before the public smoking ban - something which I'm too young to have seen for myself. I enjoyed the idea that people would smoke anywhere and everywhere they can. It's a totally unrealistic view of that world though - it's full of stupid, cartoonish images about dogs smoking and people eating cigarettes for pudding. The actor, Boris Karloff, became the antagonist of this straight-edge anthem. He briefly haunted my childhood dreams, so I felt he'd be the perfect totem for this world I had the misfortune of creating."

Gladboy are George Orton, Adam Bentham, Sonny Mitchell, Janani Arudselvanathan, Lotte Davis and Alex Calder.

Karloff

Solstice Soufflé

Been Around

pure misery

Dancing To A Different Beat

Recorded and Mastered by John Hannon 2015

Painting by Timothy Edward Hill

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ABALONE

Smashes, Thrashes And Hits

Rock And Roll All Nite

Jazz

Fat Bottomed Girls (Remastered 2011)

Appetite For Destruction

Welcome To The Jungle

High Voltage

T.N.T.

Leeds-based noise-rock band Thank will soon drop their second EP Please. Coming out as a joint venture between Buzzhowl Records and Belgium’s EXAG, Please is the follow-up to the group’s debut EP, 2017’s Sexghost Hellscape.

A major change in Thankland since Sexghost Hellscape is the group’s full integration of Theo Gowans, well-known in his own right on the UK’s harsh noise scene for his hyper-prolific output under the pseudonym Territorial Gobbing. Gowans is a fellow member of Leeds’ autonomous space CHUNK, the co-operative rehearsal/event spot that has also incubated projects like Cattle and Slut Drop. Though he joined the band in the run-up to Sexghost Hellscape and did play on that record, Please is the first Thank release which has involved Gowans throughout the writing process. Here he forms part of Thank’s midfield, busying himself on electronics while Lewis Millward and Cameron Moitt oscillate between guitar, bass and synths.

Compared to Sexghost Hellscape, Please is at once more defined and more ragged - a result of these tracks being refined more extensively in the studio. Though recorded with live drums from Jack Gordon, the precision-engineering of the grooves here is reminiscent of sequenced dance music. Lead single ‘Think Less’ is anchored by a bassline as rubbery as anything you’ll hear coming out of DFA Records, and disco beats propel ‘Commemorative Coin’ and ‘No Respect For The Arts’.

Now bolstered with an extra pair of hands, Thank have paid increased attention to textural work. The angular guitars heard on Sexghost Hellscape have mutated into a monstrous scree that sounds like a swarm of angry hornets. It is a maelstrom not dissimilar to recent work by Daughters and The Body. The juxtaposition of frenzied noisescapes with tight rhythms makes for a discombobulating listen - you find yourself unsure whether to dance to these tracks or run away from them.

While the tension in Please could be too much for some bands to hold, Thank sustain it expertly across the four tracks here. This is thanks in part to superbly-balanced production by Rob Slater and Jamie Lockhart (Greenmount Studios) as well as a meaty mastering job from Declared Sound’s Dominic Clare. Furthermore, vocalist Freddy Vinehill-Cliffe (Beige Palace) acts as a lightning rod for both elements of Thank’s sound. Vinehill-Cliffe’s lyrics tackle by turns Catholic guilt, deaths in the family, his experiences in therapy, sex, loyalty and betrayal. Whatever the subject matter, every syllable of Please is delivered in a self-flagellating yelp that is equal-parts Xiu Xiu and post-Nite Flights Scott Walker. Such a tragi-comic performance is the perfect focal point for Thank’s harsh, powerful Please.

FFO: The Body, Xiu Xiu, Daughters, Whatever Brains, Scott Walker