The long awaited debut LP from NYC’s FLOWER “Hardly A Dream” is finally set to arrive.
FLOWER’s tedious approach to writing/creating/drawing their debut LP was carefully thought out and the result is a monumental anarcho punk /crust record.
“Hardly A Dream” Takes us on a bleak journey through the dark side of society. As soon as you drop the needle a dark atmosphere is immediately created with a slow intro featuring arpeggio guitar work that builds into pummeling d-beat crust. The albums vocals then leave you with a feeling of being crushed by the ever-present weight of living through our modern world of late stage capitalism that was built on the falsehoods of the so called American dream, religious hypocrisy’s, nationalism, and the greed of humankind.
FLOWER take many cues from predecessors and are most often (and rightfully so) compared to NAUSEA but they also take a heavy influence from ANTISECT, SACRILEGE & other greats. The artwork has a very RUDIMENTARY PENI feel and the record comes with an amazing 24.5 X 34.75 CRASS style poster jacket. All art work was meticulously hand drawn and overseen by the guitarist Willow in true DIY style and spirit. Willow was also cool enough to draw up a special shirt for the record release featuring an alternative PROFANE EXISTENCE backprint!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
“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!
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