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  • Finally, the third LP from AGNOSY has arrived! 

    AGNOSY-cover

    Dark, heavy, galloping crust from the streets of London. AGNOSY is back to present us with a ferocious beast of an album that can only be forged by the anger and frustration of living in today’s world. “When Daylight Reveals The Torture” aggressively attacks evils such the current rise of fascism and animal abuse. It intelligently and passionately touches on the Afrin invasion and the revolution in Rojava and shows nothing but utter disgust toward the arrogance of humankind’s lust for greed and power that will inevitably lead us down paths of war and environmental devastation.

    AGNOSY – Live at SCUMFEST in London. 2011

    While lyrically AGNOSY are much more politicly straight forward this time around than on previous releases, musically they have expanded on their sound to create a dark and moody atmosphere while at the same time staying crust as fuck. To say they know what they are doing would be an understatement from this band of vets whose members have played in HIATUS, HEALTH HAZARD, and BEGINNING OF THE END.

    Long galloping intros are followed up by traditional d-beat, fierce solo’s are then meet with vicious vocals and pulverizing bass in a brilliant recording captured by Lewis Johns at The Ranch Production House and was mastered by Brad Boatright at Portland’s legendary Audiosiege. We then pressed on deluxe heavyweight 150-gram vinyl,  printed on reverse board jackets, and included an 11in x 22in gatefold insert to bring you a high quality and truly epic record.  

    Click this link to buy AGNOSY “When Daylight Reveals the Torture” Vinyl

    Click this link Stream or Download from our BANDCAMP page

    PROFANE EXISTENCE – PO BOX 647 – HUNTINGTON WV – 25711 – UNITED STATES
  • The legendary crust classic is now available once again!

    Authorized and released in cooperation with MISERY, S.D.S., & MCR Japan & Remastered by Jack Butcher at Enormous Door Studio we are beyond proud to make one one the most rare and sought after crust records available  once again.

    Fuck the scavengers charging punks exuberant amounts of cash on ebay and discogs. We worked meticulously with both bands and with Jack at Enormous door to bring you an updated version that kicks major audio ass while maintaining the original authenticity. 

    Released on deluxe 150 gram vinyl. With an 11×11 inner sleeve. Black Paper Jacket. Reverse Board Jacket.

    Feel free to Stream or Download at our Bandcamp page – HERE

    Buy a physical copy of the Vinyl from our webstore – HERE

    Check out Terminal Sound Nuisance for an outstanding review of the original LP. The review gives insight on not only the music but the records long lasting impact on crust music and why it remains so important to this day. – http://terminalsoundnuisance.blogspot.com/2013/06/misery-sds-pain-in-suffering-future.html
    S.D.S.
    MISERY

    Earlier this year we re-issued this legendary LP and sold over 950 copies in just 4 short months. For this second pressing we pressed 490 copies on Krystal Clear & 485 on Grey Vinyl with Black Mist.

    Crystal Clear (Bullet belt no included)
    Grey With Black Mist (Bullet belt no included)
    PROFANE EXISTENCE – PO BOX 647 – HUNTINGTON WV – 25711
    UNITED STATES
  • Stench crust the way it was meant to be played!

    The UK crust scene of the 1980’s inspired band after band but no other band has ever reincarnated the sound of that time as well as SWORDWIELDER. Quite simply if you like crust, then this the album you have waited decades for.

    Package includes- 
    LP pressed on deluxe 150-gram vinyl. 
    Reverse board jacket 
    Printed inner sleeve 
    11×17 poster

    Stream album for free or download for a small fee here – https://profaneexistence.bandcamp.com/album/swordwielder-system-overlord-lp

    Buy Vinyl here – https://profaneexistence.bandcamp.com/album/swordwielder-system-overlord-lp

    Review by Craig Hayes from “Your Last Rites”… 
    Swordwielder – System Overlord 
    Heavyweight punk fanatics take note: System Overlord is a fucking triumph. The long-awaited sophomore album from Gothenburg stenchcore band Swordwielder is a brooding behemoth, constructed from the filthiest and heftiest strains of punk and metal. System Overlord shimmers with apocalyptic visions, and it’s overflowing with all the grim atmospherics and intimidating intensity that defines consummate crushing crust.

    Too much hype? No way… And no apologies, either. Swordwielder deal in definitive stenchcore on System Overlord, and much like their full-length debut, 2013’s Grim Visions of Battle, the band’s latest release is a knockout. Swordwielder’s harsh, gruff and dark sound owes a significant debt to old school icons like Amebix, Axegrinder, Deviated Instinct, and Antisect, and they mix and mangle their influences and leave ’em to rot on the battlefield.

    Plenty of hammering rage drives System Overlord tracks like “Violent Revolution,” “Savage Execution” and “Cyborgs,” and thundering epics like “Corrupt Future” and “Northern Lights” exhibit subtler strengths, mixing guttural growls and clean vocals with crashing percussion and dirge-laden riffs. Connoisseurs of corpse-dragging crust will love the brute-force belligerence of “Absolute Fear,” “Nuclear Winter,” and “Second Attack,” which rain down like merciless mortar barrages. As a rule, all of System Overlord‘s mammoth tracks chug and churn with grinding muscle, while reeking of squalor and decay.

    Swordwielder exudes tightly coiled aggression from start to finish here—songs rise from the ashes of desolation, and resounding calls for action and resistance ring loud. If you’re a fan of heavy-hitters like Fatum, War//Plague, Carnage, Zygome, Cancer Spreading or (insert your favorite hefty crust crew here), System Overlord‘s trampling tempo and strapping sound are bound to appeal.

    Crust profane existence swordwielder
  •  We are happy to announce our next new release

    WILT – “Self Titled” 

    WILT combine old school metal and crust in a perfect hybrid that very few others have ever achieved. Prepare for a LP thats equal parts galloping d-beat crust reminiscent of bands like HELLSHOCK, and INSTINCT OF SURVIVAL, meets old school death metal in the vein of BOLT THROWER, MEMORIAM (old) SEPULTURA.

     

    Here is a track from the upcoming LP

    https://profanexistence.files.wordpress.com/2017/03/02-sermon-for-the-bootlickers.wav

     

    “Sermon for the Bootlickers”

    Despite the inculcation of helplessness within each there remains great power. Ill at ease with such makes us ill. Learn to see the hand that feeds for what it is. You’ve been fooled if you think you’ve got no power. Refuse to be reduced to a consumer you’re a human being. Define yourself by more than wealth. Define yourself as a human. You don’t need what you’re being sold. Bend your knee to no authority but your own mind. You have the power to avoid the gilded trap. Avarice is what you’re conditioned for. Break the mold discover what’s really valuable to you. 

    WILT will be on in Europe this July / August will ELECTROZOMBIES From Chile

    Wed, July 12 Hanover / Germany / Confirmed
    Thu, July 13 Bremen  
    Fri, July 14 Mulhem / Germany / Confirmed  
    Sat, July 15 Gent, Belgium / CrustPicnic / Confirmed
    Sun, July 16 Paris / France or Amsterdam / Nederland  
    July 18 North-East France or West Germany 
    July 19 Freiburg / Germany TBC 
    July 20 Winterthur / Switzerland 
    Fri, July 21 Zurich / Switzerland
    Sat, July 22 Biel / Switzerland 
    July 23 Lausanne or Geneva / Switzerland 
    July 24 Geneva / Switzerland or Grenoble france
    July 25 Treviso (or Milano or Bologna or Verona) / Italy
    July 26 Ljubljana Slovenia Confirmed
    July 27 No Sanctuary chilling day
    Fri, July 28 NoSanctuary Confirmed
    Sat, July 29 NoSanctuary Confirmed
    July 30 Ilirska Bistrica/Slovenia or Vienna/Austria or Budapest/Hungary.
    July 31 Wiena / Austrai or Budapest or / Slovakia
    August 1 Brno / Czech Republic.
    August 2 Prague / Czech Republic
    August 3 Finsterwalde / Germany TBC
    Fri, August 4 Leipzig / Germany TBC
    Sat, August 5 Berlin / Germany / confirmed
    August 6 Dresden
    August 7 Wroclaw / Poland
    August 8 Warsaw / Poland
    August 9 Poznan / Poland
    August 10 Szczecin/Poland TBC
    Fri, August 11 Rostock / confirmed
    Sat, August 12 Hamburg TBC
     

    For this in the Seattle or surrounding area you can catch WILT this Saturday April first at Highline Bar with NOOTHGRUSH from Oakland.

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  • STORM OF SEDITION – “Decivilize” LP

    Are you prepared to brave the storm?…

    Brace yourself for one of the most uncompromising hard hitting and politically outspoken records of this era. STORM OF SEDITION are an anti-civilization anarchist crust punk band based out of Victoria BC. Sharing members with the mighty ISKRA you can definitely expect some serious blackened crust, and yes a huge metal influence is prevalent however STORM OF SEDITION are a bit more reminiscent of bands like CONTRAVENE & NAUSEA. “Decivilize” brings a heavy anarcho punk dynamic to the table combined with over the top blackened crust grind thats littered with blistering solo’s, insanely powerful drumbeats, and thought productive lyrics that challenge our current state of human civilization. All in all this is an absolute monster of a release!

    Comes with a 12 page booklet containing lyrics, notes, and song explanations. 

    -CLICK HERE FOR PURCHASE INFORMATION-

     

    STORM OF SEDITION WILL TOURING THE WEST COAST THIS SUMMER!!! 

    Keep you eye’s peeled for a list of tour dates soon!

     

    Listen to the song “Disconnect” here… 

    https://profanexistence.files.wordpress.com/2017/03/storm-of-sedition-decivilize-05-disconnect.mp3

    Living a domesticated existence
    Starves people of meaning in their lives
    Everyone feels the void beneath the surface
    Of everyday activities and routines

    Miserable, exploited, mass populations
    Feeding the industrial systems endless hunger
    Treated like machines, living beings
    Enslaved and kept passive in a technological noose

    We live in these cages
    Made of concrete, glass, and steel 
    A functioning human made hell 
    Complete with natural scenery 

    Yet there is no community
    Deprived of connection with real people 
    Technology perpetuates alienation 
    But promises to connect us

    And fill the void in our lives
    In constant need of escape and distraction 
    From this fucking ugly world
    Technology creeping into our lives 

    Pop culture, pacifying shit
    Endless distractions to curb dissent 
    A society of lonely domesticated beings 
    Attempting social interaction behind a digital screen

    Clinging to the feeling of connectedness 
    Personalized profiles, mass communication tools
    Monitored and funded by pigs 
    Spying on people, on movements
    While corporations profit off government control
    Microsoft, apple, fedbook
    Endless lists of corporations
    Infiltrating our everyday lives
    The NSA, the CSE 
    Databases created from what you share
    Information for incrimination 
    Millions of people on terrorist watch lists
    Technology’s a weapon used against us 

    Its function is to propel their ability
    To efficiently exploit us and the natural world 
    While doing so capitalizing off selling us
    Gadgets to distract us from the lives we live and hate 

    Turn off that shit, enter the real world
    You are not connected
    You are alone staring into a fucking a screen

    Get outside, meet with real people!
    Even if we use these tools 
    We must never forget 

    Technology is a system created by and for those in power
    And it will only exist with 
    Division of labor, exploitation, and death

    Becoming connected through technology
    Is a sick fucking joke

    PROFANE EXISTENCE RECORDS – PO BOX 647 – HUNTINGTON WV – 25711 – UNITED STATES

    WWW.PROFANEEXISTENCE.COM

     

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The Anti-Christy’s Column (original slated for PE #64)

  • February 14, 2012
  • by PE Admin
  • · Columns · Uncategorized
The Anti Christy

The Anti ChristySo, a few moons ago I spent an evening in the delightful company of my good friends, Shafe and Katie. It’d been a while since I saw Katie so catching up on new events and reminiscing about old times became the highlight of our evening. However, if you know people like my friends Katie and Shafe, then you know that your pleasant evening will eventually be riddled with random freaks and unforeseen happenstances. Being chased down an alley by a crazy homeless lady demanding that her palm be read is just the kind of night I would expect, and hope for, when in Shafe and Katie’s company.

While enjoying a drink with them at a local Eugene whiskey bar/Japanese restaurant called Izakaya Meiji Company, Katie recalled a time when we were roommates. I had just returned home from a HAPPY BASTARDS’ tour and, according to her, I had many interesting stories to tell. Katie mimicked me, adding more of a drunken sailor gruff to my voice,    So, I turned to face him and I squinted at him with my one good eye!” Katie then broke character, turning into a fit of laughter. Me on the other hand, I was surprised. I had no clear recollection of this.

“Who was I talking to?” I asked, trying to narrow down a handful of people it could have been. Katie replied that she didn’t remember but said that she’d never forget me, “squinting at him with my one good eye, fuming with anger.”

Katie continued laughing, obviously locked in a memory that my mind hadn’t accessed for some time. Then she suggested that I write about some of my tour experiences for my P.E. column. She posited that the readers (You) would get a good kick out of it. So, let’s give this a go.

In the summer of 2005, we left Eugene in the evening time. Our roadie, Will, offered up his old 80’s Dodge van to transport us across the states, as far as Illinois. The main purpose of the tour was to attend C.L.I.T. FEST in Minneapolis, MN, in which we’d been cordially invited to play.

By the time we made it to eastern Oregon, it was dark. We didn’t have a gig this first night on the road and we needed to find a place to sleep. I remember watching the painted lines on the highway curve around and pass by. Then, we drove upon a car with a trailer hitched on the back. The trailer crossed over the highway line so much so that I questioned the sobriety of the driver. The car-n-trailer continued to drive erratically.

So, you can understand my confusion when the State Highway Patrol flashed their red and blue lights behind us. Seriously?! Having been on the road for less than a day, and thoroughly perplexed by this unforeseen event, we all tensed up. Will pulled the van over to park and suggested that we all keep quiet to let him do the talking. After many “Yes Sirs” and an inspection of the old Dodge van, the copper let us go. I don’t even know why he pulled us over, really. I believe he told Will that he didn’t signal a lane-change well enough. All in all, it was bogus and we quickly surmised that eastern Oregon had some good ol’boys laying down the law. I hoped that this wasn’t a precursor to our 16-day tour.

We stayed at a KOA campsite that night and our spirits bounced back to an excited high. One weird mishap with an overzealous cop wouldn’t get us down.

The second day on the road and our first gig was in Salt Lake City, UT. Have you ever been to this city? Their liquor laws are/were…peculiar. We played at a private bar. Don’t let the word “private” allude to anything fancy, rock-starrish, or even cultish. We were told that due to Utah’s unique liquor laws, many bars had to claim to be “private” establishments in which patrons purchased memberships in order to drink. I didn’t understand the details but we got free drinks. The show had a poor turn-out, but at least we played.

Okay readers, now I’m going to practice chronological disorder. Giving you all a day-by-day account sounds boring to me and I want to skip to highlights as they come to mind.

The band decided to go to Wall Drug, located in South Dakota. For years I had bit my lip in a perplexing fashion every time I witnessed a bumper sticker that said, “Wall Drug”. What was this place? Aaah, it drove me crazy! I imagined a gigantic store with ceilings that rose to 100 feet. Throughout this expansive, but sterile, store I imagined walls upon walls of cookie-cutter shelves filled with 1000’s and 1000’s of prescription medications. I couldn’t understand why so many people across the U.S. raved about this store. Bumpers on vehicles that read “Impeach Bush” on one side and “Wall Drug” on the other seemed too much for my mind to comprehend.

Thankfully, the day had come that I could put my over-worked imagination to rest. Welcome to Wall Drug, y’all!

Wall Drug is a strip of stores located in the middle of nowhere with the sole purpose of sucking in tourist dollars in exchange for trinkets and knick-knacks. It’s like an amusement park without the roller coasters. It’s like a Midwestern swap-meet with shinier, pricier items to sell. Sorry to all the Wall Drug fans out there but I am not on your team. With all the bumper-sticker hype traveling throughout the states and years of anticipation, I was sorely let down. But wait! It gets better! What could squash my already burst bubble? Answer: being accused of shoplifting something from this obnoxious example of American consumerism. That’s right, but let’s back up little bit. So, the thing is, I wanted to get a souvenir for my roommate. Once I saw Wall Drug I thought that there could be no better; this was a souvenir mecca.

Consequently, I have never been accused of shoplifting in my life. If undercover lifter-patrol suspected me, they certainly never let on. But, this day at Wall Drug was clearly a new experience for me. I had realized a worker was following me around. I stopped and she asked me if I was having a good day. I said, “Sure”. She asked if she could help me. I responded that I was just looking around. Determined, she then pointed at the belt buckle in my hand and asked if I planned on buying it. I responded, “Um, yeah, I just did.”

Then another, older lady came up and indicated to the younger that I’m the one. “I’m the one what?” I wondered. The younger lady asked to see my receipt. I dug through my purse, presented it to them both, and tensely waited for my verdict to be handed to me. It was then determined. My receipt for this belt buckle that I purchased for my roommate was indeed authentic. “Have a good day!” they instructed me as I tongued the bitter taste in my mouth.

Alright readers! I’m losing battery power and mental steam. I’m going to make this column a two-parter. To be continued…

Take care and stay real.
~the anti-christy

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