Archive for Hardcore Techno

Deals and Steals: Gabber Dabber Doom!

Posted in Deals & Steals with tags , , , , , , , , , , on May 15, 2011 by Lightning Slim

  Hey, folks. This shipment of goodness from the fine purveyors at contains more than its fair share of industrial blastbeats, some doomy dooms of doom and a blast from the past. All prices $US (A good thing for Canucks nowadays) with free shipping:

The Berzerker – The Berzerker $6.39, Dissimulate $4.38 and World of Lies $4.39. Earache Records’ simultaneous Australian answer to Slipknot, Nailbomb and Atari Teenage Riot makes big noise in a small space. The s/t is a reissue with a full disc of commentary; band founder Luke Kenny loves to discuss the madness in his methods.

All Shall Perish –  Awaken the Dreamers $5.59. I cheerfully admit I have no idea who these guys are – but they are playing Heavy MTL, so I should probably find out.

Revolting Cocks – Beers, Steers & Queers (The Remixes) $2.39. Shaggy Glassbane and I played the hell out this 12″ single in our college radio days. Never gets old.

  The Sword – Warp Riders $6.39. The crew of intergalactic ship Sword set themselves on a mission of trippiness. Most anticipated band of MTL for me –  I can’t get enough of the retro vibe.  I’m hoping Montreal locals and soul-mates Priestess  make an appearance in support.

Classic Album Review – Ultraviolence “Life of Destructor” 1994

Posted in Album Reviews, Sevens to Nines with tags , , , , , on April 13, 2010 by Lightning Slim

 It seems silly to discuss the artistic merit of an Ultraviolence record, but Life of Destructor is different sort of animal. Johnny Violent tries hard to reach out of his hardcore ghetto, striving to be the Wagner of gabber, or Lou Reed if the songs of street level romance were fuelled by PCP instead of mellower fare. Life of Destructor  is unique in Violent’s discography, being the closest he can get to subtlety. The songs let the listener come to them, without spoon-feeding the concept the way PsychoDrama over-does it, and wrapped inside that cartoonish cover art is the gripping story of a personality in the process of disintegration. Imagine a copy of The Wall being found by a future advanced civilization who decide that it’s a great concept but needs to be played about ten times faster. 

“I Am Destructor” establishes the thudding leitmotiv of the whole piece, before “Electric Chair” takes over and machine-guns its way into your heart. It’s hard to pick stand out tracks, because everything fits into the flow so well. “Hardcore Motherfucker”, at nine minutes, is just as much a cog in the wheel as all 48 seconds of “We Will Break”. It’s all leading somewhere oddly compelling; Violent kept returning to this sonic well for subsequent releases but nothing else made this kind of narrative sense. 

An alienating, primitive, unlovely and absolutely indispensable document of the one and only time a hardcore techno or gabber record was a coherent piece of art. 8 out of 10

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