Besides the techno percussion, heavy guitars and distorted ravings, Circle of Dust manages to work sweetly tortured vocals and catchy melodies into the mix.
Some of the stuff is downright grating. But underlying each scratchy, Sonic Youth-influenced anthem pulses the life-force and emotion of the three musicians.
An emphasis on heavy, Chili Peppers funk. I get the feeling that Canine Guru will go somewhere big, providing they establish a hook to get themselves noticed.
Covering songs by Black Flag, the Circle Jerks and other cool ’80s groups (lounge style), this band manages to retain nothing from the originals but the lyrics.
It’s probably best to notice that the selections offered are those of the most basic type. Bukowski’s piece is from Women, and Miller’s from Tropic of Cancer.
You won’t find a better representation of Wax Trax! than Revolting Cocks’ “Attack Ships on Fire,” with Ministry and Front 242 on stage with Trent Reznor.
Today, the only thing about MTV possessing any enduring value is Liquid Television, their show of adult cartoon shorts. Yet this compilation falls short.
This Louisiana trio is best described as “Toad the Wet Sprocket and the Gin Blossoms co-headline for a Muzak benefit.” Deluxe is as sappy as sappy gets.
John Carpenter takes a cast of character actors and finishes what Wes Craven started in New Nightmare, with its recursive themes and interpretive subjects.