Alright! I’m back with another two hours of the best punk and crust shitz from the foul year of Our Lard, 2012. Same deal as last time, folks. I’ve gone through my collection (well, at least the parts that are on my computer) and dedicated each set to a particular release from 2012 that tickled my fancy. No hierarchical top ten nonsense. This ain’t Pitchfork, after all.
Well, here’s some of this shit that rocked my world in 2012:
CROSS STITCHED EYES – vile corpse
CROSS STITCHED EYES – existence
CROSS STITCHED EYES – broken mind
CROSS STITCHED EYES – the void
CROSS STITCHED EYES – sluglord
OI POLLOI – tha sinn air ais
OI POLLOI – ar dileab
OI POLLOI – spadadh gun chiall
OI POLLOI – cyklopen
OI POLLOI – duisg!
OILTANKER – blind
OILTANKER – end of the rope
OILTANKER – nightmare of life
NO TOMORROW – liars
NO TOMORROW – haunted dreams
NO TOMORROW – never ending war
APPALACHIAN TERROR UNIT – shocked shackled & hanged
APPALACHIAN TERROR UNIT – the end of complacency
APPALACHIAN TERROR UNIT – lost in the darkness
APPALACHIAN TERROR UNIT – black sands
CONSUMPTION – abandoned to desolation
CONSUMPTION – the collapse
CONSUMPTION – no pariah
CONSUMPTION – consumption
CONSUMPTION – dismantle
WOLFBRIGADE – feed the flames
WOLFBRIGADE – road to dreams
WOLFBRIGADE – the curse of cain
WOLFBRIGADE – from beyond
WOLFBRIGADE – damned to madness
WOLFBRIGADE – peace of mind
LA ARMADA – cucharachas
LA ARMADA – el credito es el anzuelo
LA ARMADA – complice
LA ARMADA – negaciones
LA ARMADA – sangres
MERV – toxic earth
MERV – baptized of blood
MERV – runes
MERV – rotten depths of time
DEVIATED INSTINCT – judas cancer
And don’t worry – next week I’ll be back to my usual mishmash episodes.
Go get it HERE ya bastards!
IN OTHER NEWS…
I have the next installment of my monthly DJ night at Dickens coming up on Feb 4th. As usual, if you’re in the area, come check it out. The professional poster wasn’t made up in time, so I slapped something together to spread around the interwebs.
More exciting news coming next week involving the press, legendary bands, cider, farmyards boogyin’, and other nonsense.
See you in hell.