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MRR Radio #1587 • 12/10/17

This week Matt pulls some rarities out of the vault to make the scums and punks drool. Intro song: STENGTE DØRER ...

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MRR Radio #1586 • 12/3/17

On this week's MRR Radio, Rob goes ballistic for late '70s and early '80s Bloodstains punk rock from around the ...

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Maximum Rocknroll #416 • Jan 2018

Another new year, another exciting issue of Maximum Rocknroll! MRR #416, our January 2018 issue, begins with a sad note as we ...

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"Who gives a fuck?"

MRR Radio #1585 • 11/26/17

“[...] Elvis gives them a short speech about the death pangs that humanity must go through in order to reach ...

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MRR Radio #1584 • 11/19/17

Another fuct up Rotten Ron and Horrrible Halitosis Punker Power Hour. Intro song: DRUGCHARGE - Husk Rotten Ron fucks it up so you ...

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Reissue of the Week: Tragiedia

July 9th, 2015 by

TRAGIEDIA – “Punk ’Til Destruction” LP
There’s a lot to be excited about with regards to punk in the 2010s, the seemingly endless flood of high-quality reissues being very high on that list. TRAGIEDA’s demos have been circulating among dedicated tape traders for decades, but until now these songs are probably best known via the kind of lackluster POST REGIMENT tribute LP from ’99. Now, finally, we have a quality release of the original material and it’s fucking blazing. Unlike a lot of Polish punk bands which embraced genre-hopping experimentation, this is just straight-up hardcore punk, driven by hard-hitting 1-2 drums, buzzsaw guitars, and pissed-off vocals. The gritty recording quality is preserved in the best possible way, adding a layer of grime to the band’s violent, ugly hardcore attack. It’s hard to articulate just how vital and fucking pissed-off this music is. Even divorced from the context in which it was made this is some of the angriest punk I’ve ever heard, in both presentation and lyrics. You can’t listen to songs like “Krowy” or “Brak Slow” or “Cisza” and feel good about yourself or the state of the world around you—then you look at the lyrics and you just want to die. I wish that this had gotten the super-swank reissue treatment, with a fat booklet of photos and band history and such, but here you get the music and the words and that’s all you really need. If you buy one record based on MRR reviews this month, make it this one. Absolutely essential and long, long overdue. (Andrew Underwood)
(Todo Destruido)

Record of the Week: ABUSE OF SUBSTANCE Substance Abuse EP

June 2nd, 2015 by

AbuseOfSubstance_EPHoly fucking shit, this is like manna from heaven for dirt-dumb pogo punk fans. Edmonton’s ABUSE OF SUBSTANCE are ’90s drunk punk to the core, clearly influenced by Japanese masters like TOM & BOOT BOYS and DISCOCKS but closer in spirit and style to the Pogo Attack compilation bands. I’m talking the BRISTLES, I’m talking BANNER OF HOPE, and I’m definitely talking about the motherfucking CASUALTIES. The busy, melodic bass gives the sound a hint of early DEFIANCE as well. 1-2 drumming, 1-2 solos and great WRETCHED ONES gravel-and-whisky lead vocals round out the package. It’s not all for fun though — there is a definite edge to these dudes. Not sure if I’m entirely on board with their pro-violence “Punx Are Mean,” but hopefully that’s all bark and no bite, like the adorable bulldog featured in the back-cover band photo. I’d say “Don’t let the shitty pixelated cover fool you,” but that shitty pixelated cover is a pretty good indicator of the what’s contained herein. These punx don’t know about fuckin’ computers, they know about beer, shitty jobs and getting railed on whatever they can find and shove up their noses (plus, having a shitty pixelated cover is totally ’90s). If you have any, and I mean any kind of soft spot for ’90s street/drunk punk, you need this fucking record in your life.
(Obnoxio Drunk Punk)

Record of the Week: CRIME DESIRE Your Power LP

January 27th, 2015 by


Over the past ten years or so, these San Diego punks have built up quite a solid discography, but I can’t think of another recording of theirs that has had such an immediate and visceral impact. From the timeless opening mosh riff/“Yeeeaaaaaah” to the subtly tweaked recording to the raging solos and rock-solid rhythm section this is the work of a band that’s firing on all fucking cylinders. The snarled vocals and metallic touches betray quite a bit of SEPTIC DEATH influence (a comparison I don’t make lightly) but the backbone is rooted in the straightforward drive of ’80s East Coast hardcore à la SSD or ANTIDOTE. The churning title track starts out with a gloomy almost SAMHAIN vibe that stands out from the rest of the record while still fitting in beautifully, building into a chaotic wail that ends the album with a rush of energy. If CRIME DESIRE wasn’t on your radar before then they damn sure should be now. Great stuff!

Wow what a show! SUDOR/KURRAKA/ REPLICA at El Rio, SF 5/25/13

June 1st, 2013 by

After a long absence, our show review feature, Wow What a Show! is back. Today, Andrew Underwood reviews:

Sudor, Kurraka, and Replica at El Rio in San Francisco, CA, 5/25/13

Sudor (photo by Andrew Underwood)

Sudor (photo by Andrew Underwood)

It’s about time for Chaos in Tejas, and you all know what that means — well, some of you do anyway: a lot of your local punx are suddenly MIA and there are a ton of awesome bands from far away and overseas gigging to and/or from their gigs in Austin. Last weekend, SUDOR (from Spain) came through San Francisco’s El Rio with tour mates KURRAKÄ (Austin, TX) and support from local ragers REPLICA en route to their own Tejas engagement. With so many stalwart local punx out of town and the venue itself being half given over to some kind of DJ night, the crowd was an interesting mix of Mission regulars, dance aficionados and leather-clad punkers, all mingling amicably in the large courtyard over drinks and smokes as the night wore on.

Replica (photo by Andrew Underwood)

Replica (photo by Andrew Underwood)

I doubt much more needs to be said about REPLICA in the pages of MRR (digital or otherwise). We cover a wide range of punk genres, and there are a lot of punks with strong opinions in the mix, but you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who wouldn’t at least grudgingly admit that Replica is one of the best bands going, Bay Area or otherwise. Even on this evening, faced by a (let’s say) slightly-less-rapturous-than-usual response Replica brought the absolute goods. Driving, heavy, spartan hardcore played by a band that usually look like they’re having a ball doing it.


Kurrakä (photo by Andrew Underwood)

KURRAKÄ was new to me, though their demo had been generating some buzz at the MRR compound. They seemed to be a bit put off by the aged hippie sound guy who is unfortunately a fixture of the El Rio, and has served as the terrible, amateur hour, uninvited emcee of every show I’ve seen there. Frankly, I don’t blame them. But when they were finally able to play it was a satisfying blend of pared down, minor-chord punk and Rudimentary Peni-esque spookiness.

Finally, SUDOR. Now, I don’t mean to say that the other bands weren’t good. They absolutely were. But fucking Sudor performed with the fervor of a Pentecostal revival revue dedicated to the worship of Spanish punk. It was a blazing, fantastic set delivered at maximum volume and energy, and included a note-perfect Eskorbuto cover that fit more than comfortably alongside their originals. Every once in a while a band comes along and lifts my faith in punk even when I didn’t know it was flagging and Sudor definitely did that for me with their set. Hopefully everyone else in the states who’s been gifted a chance to see them has felt or will feel the same.

Sudor (photo by Andrew Underwood)

Sudor (photo by Andrew Underwood)

Mick Jones—er, I mean SUDOR (photo by Andrew Underwood)

Mick Jones—er, I mean SUDOR (photo by Andrew Underwood)