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
“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.
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
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.
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…
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
Originally pressed in 1996 PROFANE EXISTENCE is bringing this quintessential anarcho punk masterpiece back in circulation.
In 1996 AUS-ROTTEN released their first LP “The System Works For Them” on an unsuspecting punk scene. It spread like wildfire in a pre internet era within a genre that mostly depended on tape trading. (at least is was pre internet for us penniless punks) “The System Works For Them” was the perfect mix of anger and intelligence that the scene needed at the time (and still does today). It was like a wake up call that opened the eyes and ears to many punks the world over. The messages where crystal clear and most us were hooked as soon as the beginning shouts of “Boycott” bellowed over the speakers. I don’t believe any of us ever expected their message to resonate so well within the scene, but even more surprising is how the songs are just as relevant today as on they the day they were written. Which is why PROFANE EXISTENCE has decided to repress this record. We feel that that messages that AUS-ROTTEN brought to the table are to powerful to ignore. We feel that this LP is important and therefore should be highly available and priced affordably.
PROFANE EXISTENCE has worked out every last detail of this release with the members of AUS-ROTTEN whom have been involved from step one. All tracks have been re-masted by Jay Matherson at the Jamroom studios. To be 100% honest we didn’t want to do a complete re-master of what we already considered a good recording. However when we opened the tracks on protools we noticed a few balance issues that required fixing. These fixes resulted in a tremendous upgrade to the overall quality of the tracks. We painstakingly scanned, puzzled, and photoshopped the original artwork to make sure that it was as close to authentic as it could possible be. We then went for broke by pressing in three different vinyl color combinations! Overall to say that we are pumped to release this would be an understatement, we are absolutely ecstatic to bring you this LP on PROFANE EXISTENCE!
To top this all off we worked with AUS-ROTTEN vocalist Dave Trenga on redrawing the classic “What Good Is Money, When There Is No One Left To Buy” design for a T-Shirt to concede with the albums release. This is a fresh take on an old image to create a new and original design.
Vinyl options are…
1. Standard black vinyl
2. “The Battlefield is Still Red” Bloodsplatter vinyl.
3. See through “Smoke”. – Available at SKULLFEST only
Silence are a highly active post-punk/peace-punk band from Pittsburgh, PA. “The Deafening Sound of Absolutely Nothing” strives (and succeeds) to achieve the perfect balance between peace and post punk. By taking influences from The Mob, Bauhaus, Zounds, Killing Joke, Amebix, Crass, Conflict, Internal Autonomy and Joy Division SILENCE have created what can only be described a brilliant debut LP. At one moment this record is dark, heavy, and atmospheric and then the next moment it makes you want to dance and sing along. Lyrically SILENCE are much closer to the anarcho side of the previously listed influences. Lyrics focus on a variety of topics but often have a strong focus on the way punk and activist communities deal with political struggle in our current political climate.
“The Deafening Sound of Absolutely Nothing” comes with a 16 page magazine size zine containing lyrics, personal writings and song explanations. Designed, printed and assembled by the band themselves in true D.I.Y. fashion.
Silence will be having a record release show in their hometown of Pittsburgh PA at the Rock Room Friday April 22nd with SHADOW AGE and SKELETON HANDS. Then later this month SILENCE will embark on a full United States tour to support “The Deafening Sound of Absolutely Nothing”. Here is a list of dates. Be show to check in with the bands “bandcamp” or “Facebook” page for show updates.
When all that remains is a world in flames. Is that when they’ll say the wars are finally won? That wars are finally done?
They’re beating on the drums again, they’re fueling up the planes. The congressmen fall into line and sing the old refrain. In the name of peace they’ll burn the land and drop a thousand bombs.
Meanwhile we’ll just stay at home and go back to our sitcoms. It’s the same old song, we’ve heard it before. They’re beating the drums and they’re calling for war. What it’s supposed to accomplish, no one is sure But the victims are always the hungry and the poor.
Once the drums of war begin it’s hard to make them stop. The noise silences the dissidents once the bombs begin to drop. All those who call for peace will be mocked and pushed aside. In 10 years they’ll admit we were right after many thousands more have died.
Finally after many delays from the pressing plant the WARWOUND Demo’s LP “A Huge Black Cloud” is out and copies are moving fast!
Recorded in 1983, this record contains 15 songs from 3 sessions. With a few different takes you get a total of 25 blistering tracks. For those unfamiliar with WARWOUND, they are a UK band formed in 82. WARWOUND recorded 3 demos in 83 before disbanding and members went on to join THE VARUKERS and form SACRILEGE. These demos never received an official release… until now! Highly influenced by DISCHARGE, WARWOUND is one of the first bands ever to take D-Beat Punk to a raw and intense level. Recently reformed in 2015, original guitarist Damian is now joined by Ian Glasper on bass and Rat Varuker on vocals. After a few gigs in the UK word is spreading fast of the relentless onslaught of a live show these veterans put on. WARWOUND have also recently hit the studio to record for the first time in over 30 years. Needless to say WARWOUND is back with a vengeance!
“Dude” parties were a lot like an episode of “Cops” before the cops show up, and were always entertaining in this kind of scary way. I went to a Dude party on a summer night in 1989 at a punk house called Hate Manor II. (Hate Manor I had been shut down by a police raid a couple months earlier). By this time I was already straight edge, but actually found parties and what others did while wasted pretty entertaining. I arrived to the party very fashionably late, and about an hour later the police arrived. They knocked on the door and my friend Pete, who didn’t live there, answered. The police asked to come in, and Pete said:
“Fuck you pig! If you ain’t got a warrant, you ain’t coming in!” and then slammed the door in their faces and locked it.
Usually when cops show up at a party people will either try to settle down or they’ll run and hide. You knew you were at a Dude party when the opposite was actually occurring and the partiers were antagonizing the cops instead. The cops had surrounded the house and got taunted for about the next hour. I remember people putting pillows over their faces and flipping off the cops. There was also a lot of “Haha! Fuck you pig you can’t come in!” whenever the cops shined their lights in the windows. This, in itself, got the cops so mad that they were foaming at the mouth to bust up the party. They eventually gained contact with the landlord who gave them permission to go in. A girl finally yelled at everyone that the cops are going to come in anyway and that she’s going to let them in. Right as she was unlocking the door the cops had simultaneously knocked down the door, which sent her crashing to the floor with the door on top of her as the cops poured in. One by one they arrested and filled the cop van with Dudes and other partiers. The cops in Manitowoc had often confused me with another Dude that actually committed a lot of crimes, so they would have to let me go when they would realize I wasn’t him. So when the lieutenant saw me at this party he seemed excited to finally have a reason to arrest me. He assumed that if I hung out with the Dudes I must be a troublemaker like they were. (Back then I was a young skater punk, not a Dude, but I still would hang out at their parties) The Lt. officer kept looking at me, stating “I finally got you!”.
A different officer took me outside and I could see the cop-van rocking like crazy (Dudes inside were trying to flip the van by smashing themselves into the walls). It was bouncing all over the place like a car with the crazy hydraulic systems. The officer with me asked to smell my breath. After smelling it two times he was sure I wasn’t drinking and told me he wasn’t going to arrest me and waste the taxpayer’s money. He told me that as soon as the Lt went back in the house to deal with the others, that I should run across the street and blend in with the rest of the crowd that had gathered, and do my best to not let the Lt officer see me.
By the time the fiasco was over, a friend named Todd, a girl from the party, and I decided to head to the police station to wait for everybody else to get released with their fines. We sat at a park bench across the street from the police station and waited for our friends to come out, with their fines, one at a time. One of the Dudes came out, pulled out his dick, and pissed in a huge arch right on the hood of a police car, while yelling obscenities and how much he hates cops. More come out, and another Dude is waving his fine in the air. As he got close he opened it to show us the fine and it was blank. During all the commotion inside, he had managed to rip out a blank slip out of the book and the cops never noticed. When they asked him if he had already received a fine he answered yes, and showed the cop the folded up blank slip, which they assumed was filled out and they let him go. So they had arrested him, never got any of his info, and then let him go on accident by getting outsmarted. I had to chuckle at that, and needless to say, he was pretty proud of this feat. Finally the cops come out and threaten to arrest us again for loitering if we don’t disband, and then went back into the building. We don’t heed their orders and wait for more friends to get released. Ten minutes later a bunch of cops come running out and screaming that we were all going to jail. They must have called more cops to show up, because as we started to run away cop cars came from all directions. They stopped and drew their guns warning us to stop or they would shoot. I remember being so close to the guns that I could see the hammer was back. I thought, “Fuck this, they won’t shoot an unarmed teenager”, well so I hoped, and I took the gamble and ran. Luckily enough, I was one of the people that got away. Some of my friends that didn’t ended up getting in a lot of trouble. One of my friends who was asked if he was drinking earlier, got the bright idea to jump the cops. He ended up getting his ass kicked pretty bad and got hog tied and arrested.
That same summer there was another show at a really nice upper-middle class house, where our skater punk band, Doghead, a local indie rock band called the Smart Boys, and a fast-paced punkcore band called Public Disgrace played. As the night went on and people got more and more drunk, some of them started to ransack the house. They were taking jewelry or anything they could fit into their pockets. Some of the Dudes took acid and started to destroy parts of the house. One guy started to eat the papper apples out of an expensive oil painting off of the wall. Others picked up a couch, smashing it through a bay window, a TV got smashed, and another Dude picked up a three foot statue of a monkey that had gold trim and body slammed it to the floor. Somehow, the kitchen floor got destroyed and was broke in the middle, which ended up breaking pipes below it and water started to spill into the basement where the bands were playing. With some of my friends’ help I grabbed my equipment and got the hell out of there. I left the party, but drove back by it a while later to see if the party was still going on. The DEA had shown up with the police, and they were handcuffing people still left at the party and taking them to jail. It seemed like lots of parties in Helltown just always ended in a whirlwind of craziness by the end of the night.
More on hell town next month.
On a lighter note….
Dresden is going on tour to the Midwest and East Coast with Deviated Instinct in May… hell yeah! Once the dates are confirmed you’ll be able to check it out on the Profane Existence website. Also, the new Dresden 7 inch, titled Extinguish the Cross, is now available at…http://www.profaneexistence.com/dresden-extinguish-the-cross-7/ As of two months ago we got a new guitarist… (drum roll please)…. Jimmy. You might know him as the guitar player in In Defence, The Terrordactyls and about 1800 other bands. The dude is amazing and working out great for the band. We are working on a couple new records that will be coming out soon. Congrats to our previous guitarist, Zak, on welcoming a baby boy to his family this past summer!