This novelty comp is all TV theme songs. But it’s mostly German. But it’s punkpop: It’s fun and silly, and “Pipi Langstrumpf” is head-bobbing in any language.
Japan is known for the most atrocious noise bands as well as some of the most saccharine pop. The Pixies were a buncha noise heads who wrote pop songs.
Mostly white guys with pants that don’t fit, wallet chains, and ball caps who don’t know dick about the ghetto or the crush of constant prejudice. Some gems.
Of the 19 songs, there are teasers from up-coming records, demo versions, and unreleased tracks, and some songs are just hard to find. The usual appeal.
It’s Troma, so unless you rent only from Blockbuster, you know this is some sexy, gross, weird and wild shit. Get this soundtrack cuz every band is a someone.
From Sabbath’s ’76’s “Heaven and Hell” to ’00’s Apartment 26 (could be Kittie or Coal Chamber, really) to faves like Entombed, The Haunted, and Arch Enemy.
Classic rap, the time period even today’s rappers realize they can’t match, covered by a buncha white kids who’ve been encouraged instead of bitch-slapped.
Punk bands cover top 40 songs throughout the ages. Two CDs, 50 tracks, ranging from shitty bands I’ve never heard of to shitty bands I HAVE heard of. I kid…
Surprisingly consistent, rich, full-sounding, and, well good. If more Goth music was of this quality, I’d be much more inclined to say “I like Goth music.”
The fifth edition in the Fat Music series. I recommend this sampler to anyone who quips that all Fat bands sound the same. That was a long time ago, loser.
I hope they make a series outta this and I get them all. I gots a big bottle of Jack and I’ll arm-wrestle anyone who wants to have a go. Rockin’ like it’s 1975.
Best friend and most eager to give hugs to gentle indie rock bands, Holiday Matinee is a PR firm that believes in and loves its roster at the same time.
Staples like Bauhaus and Fields of the Nephilim and “dance Goth,” “Goth rock,” and “Goth metal.” Plus Nick Cave, Diamanda Galas, and Einstüzende Neubauten.
It’s the kind of stuff that makes your blood boil. The kind of stuff that makes you wonder how some people can remember to breath when they’re this stupid.
Three CD set of known, kinda known, and new kids on the stoner/heavy/doom/apres-Sabbath rocker block. For about a buck more than you’d pay for a single disc.