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November 28, 2010

The Riot Before - Rebellion

Depending on which dictionary you use, growth is, among many other things "development from a simpler to a more complex stage", or "something that has grown or developed by or as if by a natural process".

Yes, people still use books to look up things. You know, those funny things with words on paper. Some people even still read books, even punks. And now get this: some punks even read books and put quotes from books in the liner notes of their albums. Ain't that weird? Duh!

Every once in a while, you come across a record that knocks off your feet, for whatever reason. Rebellion is one of these records for me, and yes, I will say it gladly: it's in my top ten of 2010. The title of this record is a fuck you in itself: you look at the cover artwork, you either catch yourself thinking "Ow, so these dudes have grown up, and they are angry about whatever", or, more likely: "Shit, they want to cash in on ths success of Anti-Flag". But my friend, you couldn't be further from the truth... let me explain:

Yes, in some ways this is about rebellion itself, because the music here is much harsher and angrier than on their previous record, but that's where the story ends. You are only scratching the surface here, which is cool, but you are missing out. Big time. So take the record title, and juxtapoze it against the Dostoyevsky quote in the insert:

"One can hardly live in rebellion, and I want to live."

The fists were buried in pockets, now they are clenched. Not swinging blindly, though - this is not a record about scene politics or punk rock gossip, this is a record about personal growth, and trying to find your place in a world you don't necessarily like - because "you need to leave from the edge of uncharted lands. / The dark spots on maps where no person has ever been before." This is a record about hope. Not sitting over beers, sighing, but getting the fuck up, doing what has to be done, getting out of whatever shithole you are in, literally or figuratively: a town, a relationship, a bad situation.

And the music? Oh wow. The first song on the record alone is a far cry from previous The Riot Before songs, more Jawbox than Ann Beretta, and probably not due to the fact that Mr J Robbins has been producing this. From a personal experience, I think it's safe to say that these gentlemen are men of taste (not always when it comes to footwear and belt buckles, though). And these gentlemen know how to write a good song. It is essentially pop punk, yes, but this is a not a four letter word. And fuck it, I just decided I'll not drop any reference points here.

Rebellion is a record that grows on you. It's a record that will love in six months, and a record that you will fully come to appreciate and understand in a year. (If you are me, at least.) Until then, it will be a good travel companion through the trials and tribulations of life. Oh, and the good times as well.

Up the book punx!

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July 2, 2010

Spanish Gamble - It's All Coming Down

Maybe it's the summer heat, or maybe it's just my bad humor, but this record offers a lot of things to joke about. So let's crank the volume all the way up and let's get right into it...

One, this is a punk band that's orginally from New Mexico, and eventually they moved to Gainesville. That's not a joke, not even by my low standards,
but it should not give you No Idea about the sound. And no, there is no pun that I don't like. Two, the name of one of their guitar players is Randy. That alone is as funny as it is awesome, because every Randy is a good Randy. Another bonus point for Spanish Gamble!

Speaking of which, what does that band name mean? It gives me weird thoughts.

But all GLW/DRKisms aside... shit! How good is this? There's everything a punk record needs in 2010, and then some. Seriously. The songs are catchy as hell, there's even handclaps and bro choruses en masse, booze fuelled vocals, and... guitars. Oh, those guitars. I wouldn't be too surprised if there was a secret lab somewhere in a back alley in Gainesvile, Florida, where beer drinking punks in stained white coats create genetically manipulated punk kids, who, some day, will grow up to play THAT sound. Or like Frankie Stubbs said, "It's all about the sound of a guitar going RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAA."

To sum it all up and to make you rush out and buy this record (*), It's All Coming Down is one hell of a summer record with perfectly crafted songs, and lyrics that might be worth a new tattoo or two:

"I just can't hit erase every time I fuck up. / It's all coming down. / These walls, this room, this whole fucking house. / And I can't take one more step into I'll regret."

(*) Yes, right, I said it. If you consider yourself punk (and even if you DON'T!), buy a record. Don't download it. You can't download vinyl. You can't download a cover and hold it in your hands while you drink beer by the open window and sing along. And that's just a few reasons...

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