Reviews

MRR #517 • June 2026

Bad Motivator split 7″

This is a two-song split with each band leaning in with their best. BAD MOTIVATOR’s is a jerky ’70s punk tune that lyrically pulls you into themes of “turn on, tune in, drop out.” “Information Overload” is budding with nervous energy that keeps you learning forward anxiously for the entire song. The flip with WOOLLY BANDITS caught me completely off guard. With an aural garage attack that blends the fierce lyrics of Christa Collins and the raw guitar energy of Rik Collins. “A.I. Must Die” balances between unharnessed Paisley Underground, a wall of ’60s proto-punk, and a ’70s punk sound, while managing to be on-topic and present. It takes guts to do a two-sider split but this wins. I’m gonna go check their other offerings.

All Beat Up / Cockring Humiliation Ritual split LP

Humiliation Ritual shifts between noise-soaked hardcore and ugly, angular punk without ever losing momentum or sense of purpose. COCKRING leans into groovier and unhinged hardcore, channeling the “damaged” repetition of GAG and HOAX. ALL BEAT UP brings the curveballs to the table with tracks that land somewhere between the savagery of CONVERGE and the harsher, dissonant edges of BOTCH. What ties the split together is the forward momentum itself. Everything sounds fresh and original. Both bands do genuinely honest takes on hardcore, and both sound very, very different from each other. Sometimes that’s just what a good split is.

Crocodiles Greetings From Hell LP

CROCODILES have been making music for almost two decades, which is always impressive. Their latest offering kicks off with a really solid opening track and ends with an equally intriguing number, with everything in the middle varying from fine to pretty good. And that construction is always a bit tough. You drop the needle and immediately think it might be a fun ride, but then a lot of the ensuing numbers just feel a little too plodding, a little too polished. But I do think they nail those opening and closing moments. Perhaps the most interesting point on the album for me was “I Dream of Genet,” which plays out like a gender-swapped version of KISS’s “Nothin’ to Lose”—not something I ever really expected to hear, let alone a sentence I ever really expected to write.

Extracts Extracts cassette

Oh my holy mother of HOT SNAKES, did I enjoy this EXTRACTS release from the very first note strummed. Fantastic four-piece outta New Orleans, a city whose scene awesome gives us dirge-y and heavy and humid, but this self-titled recording, released February 6, 2026, is light and airy and high-flying. The album’s second song, “Currency,” conjures JAWBOX in its cyclic guitar riffs and hoppy-skippy drum syncopations. They sound like four guys who have played together joyously for a long time. It’s nice to encounter bands with two guitars where they seem to have perfected the art of back-and-forth and sharing space. I love the decaying American flag over a doorway on the cover art, too. “Gold Plated Skeleton,” the final song, has a quiet sadness woven in and shows that they know the value of bending a string here and there. I wanna go see these folks!

Franky and the Slight Incline DCxPC Live, Vol. 46: Live at the Cave LP

Another DCxPC live release lands in the pile, and this is a pretty good one. FRANKY AND THE SLIGHT INCLINE careen through fifteen tracks recorded at Chapel Hill’s The Cave in 2024, and the sound quality is rough, but let’s be honest, nobody’s buying DCxPC recordings to pamper their precious audiophile ears. What you get is sloppy, zippy punk rock with lyrics that are mostly idiotic until they aren’t, the kind of dumb that occasionally winks at you and reveals that maybe there’s something sharper underneath. One minute they’re dropping a pretty, surfy instrumental interlude like they got confused about what’s happening, and the next they’re ripping through “Entfremdung,” an anti-consumerist rant, “Aus-ccent,” a gleeful hack job on Australian accents, or “Death Row Americano,” where it sounds like the singer (or singers?) got possessed by a committee of demons who can’t agree on whose voice is next. Spiritual descendants of the DIESEL QUEENS, maybe, with the same gift for making a mess sound like a party. The vocals are strong, the energy never dips, and the whole thing is a pretty good time.

GNP 1985 Demo LP

Formed in Birmingham in 1982, GROSSEST NATIONAL PRODUCT (GNP) was one of Alabama’s first hardcore bands. These goofball thrashers cut this sixteen-song tape in 1985, preserving songs with titles like “Teenage Abortion,” “Rabid Lassie,” and “I Married an Astro Zombie” for posterity. It’s wacky old school stuff with remastered sound that cuts some of the dirt of the demo. If your collection includes the fine works of the ANGRY SAMOANS, DAYGLO ABORTIONS, and ADRENALIN O.D., you may want to slap this in there, too.

Here’s Your Warning Here’s Your Warning LP

This record took one hell of a trip to reach its final destination; i.e. completion. With the writing and recording beginning all the way back in 2019, this slab would go on to be re-recorded each time there was a lineup change, totaling five different recording sessions. Holy smokes, talk about a passion project. The end result? Your standard West Coast punk rock affair; skate punk with a bit of thrash and Oi! influences, almost like a less-melodic BAD RELIGION meshed with MDC and BLITZ. Tackling topics such as the coronavirus and our current political climate, this album is certainly the soundtrack of our times, even if it sounds like it came straight from the ’80s. If you’re a fan of “traditional punk,” then you’ll love this one—classic “fuck you” energy melded with that sloppy chaos you only get from the veterans of the scene.

Laughing Torso Dead Homies EP

Humid and dense, like their hometown of New Orleans. Their suffocating sound is hard to map cleanly as it leaves a swampy trail. The whole record just runs on hatred and forward motion with the deadliest of insistence. Repetition becomes erosion with every riff, feeling like it’s sanding another layer off the original idea. They sound like the ’00s hardcore bands that sprinkled a little crustiness in their punk—CATHARSIS comes to mind, especially because of the smothering, screeched vocals. Overall, a great EP for those who like dangerous music. Plus, the cover has a flail that is also a skull. How could you go wrong?

Man With Rope / Mindclot split cassette

Only a label like Noise Merchant could bring a split where both bands are deviously raw and equally heavy. MINDCLOT and MAN WITH ROPE are both out of St. Louis, Missouri. They each have two tracks on this split, with MINDCLOT playing their D-beat-infused hardcore and MAN WITH ROPE offering their crust-blended hardcore. If you’re curious about the punk scene in the Show Me State, then check out this split.

Oral Slagen I Blod LP

ORAL. What a weird name for a band. Not really a shirt you would wear comfortably in 2026. To my great shame, I only discovered the band a couple of years ago when FOAD Records reissued an early discography of this Swedish band, Dystopisk Framtid. To be fair, I was a little upset that I didn’t know this mid/late ’80s band before, as they played a cracking style of raw and absolutely furious abrasive käng reminiscent of CRUDE SS or AVSKUM, but a with a more pronounced metallic thrash influence at times. The dog’s bollocks. ORAL’s only proper recording came out in 1994 and included nine songs originally written during their first run between 1984 and 1989 (I assume they were no longer active by then) and recorded with a heavier, not to mention more metal-oriented, production. Seeing the prices of the CD-only release, Slagen I Blod must have been considered as something of an obscure classic that was difficult to acquire, so the reissue on De:Nihil Records (a label that was kind enough to reissue CRUDITY last year) is welcome indeed. The basis of the songs are still to be found in the second part of the ’80s, back when primitive brands of hardcore and metal started dating for real. Slagen I Blod sounds like a bridge between the aggression of Swedish extreme metal of the ’90s and the brutality of the D-beat hardcore of Distortion Records from the same time, and it is quite excellent. Many current bands try hard to pull this “metal käng” style, and very few succeed like ORAL did. But then, guitar player Alf also played in AT THE GATES, so clearly he knew what he was doing. An essential reissue in my opinion.

Pretty Baby Layaway Plot LP

You know what the toughest thing a punk band can do in 2026, a year dominated by horrible people doing and saying horrible things to each other? Be radically vulnerable; emotionally transparent and available. Charlotte, NC, post-hardcore band PRETTY BABY purges stories of grief, loss, and hope on their gorgeous debut LP that sounds like amplified heartbreak. Buffeted by lush instrumental interstitial tracks, the songs ride quiet/loud dynamics that move from hushed, finger-picked passages to propulsive post-punk bass grooves to full-chested emoviolence screaming, all while remaining tonally consistent and affecting. “Ghost Teller” opens with a melodic guitar hook that sounds like TITLE FIGHT at their shouty best before erupting into blastbeat hardcore by the end. “Hector’s Loop” goes from a filthy noise rock riff into textural indie punk like a PISSED JEANS/JAWBOX best friend handshake. There are raw moments too, like the ripping chaotic violence of “Grappled and Poisoned,” but even then, shards of layered beauty shine through in the form of melancholy piano and reverse reverbed synth. It’s a complex and rewarding listen and totally recommended.

Crying Form / Regulator split cassette

Some new slammers out of Athens. REGULATOR comes in on some smooth, “slow nod” hardcore with a damaged sound and hip hop edge. Their second song is a speedier number that reveals a bit of the BAD BRAINS influence you might expect from the band’s name. Then, CRYING FORM comes in and just melts the skin off your face. Good tape.

Sick Shooters Super Sonic Rock Saga LP

Another excellent record. Three for three this month. This is fairly straightforward melodic punk rock that is very good. It’s mid-tempo and catchy. With most of the songs clocking in at right around two minutes, this is right up my alley. Get in. Get out. Get the job done. If I didn’t use the term “power pop” in this review, I’d have done you a disservice. Really nicely done. Reminds me of later BUZZCOCKS stuff at times.

Sonic Youth of Today AKA SYT cassette

Spain’s SONIC YOUTH OF TODAY gathered all the synthesizers they could find and made some of the catchiest “straight to Gameboy Color” music you could think of. Layers and layers of synthesizers, captivatingly haunting vocals, and pounding drum machine beats create this warm on the outside, cold at heart, slightly unsettling but primordially familiar sound. I not only enjoyed this album, but also connected with it deeply.

Sprgrs EP2 cassette

SPRGRS from Granada, Spain are a mid-tempo, drum-machine-driven egg-punk band, heavy on the catchy bass lines and repetitive grooves. Despite having succumbed to the SNOOPER virus and doing Jazzercise throughout their entire live sets, this band is an all-around good time. I played with them in the summer of 2024 when they toured the States and absolutely loved it. Hell, I even picked up this cassette from them when they were here! A year-and-a-half later, and XTRO has reissued this cassette in a limited run of 25 copies. Hope you packed your Dramamine, fellow voyagers, as these are some of the most warbly guitars I have ever heard! On top of that, the flutter and tape fluctuation warble on the dubbing of this tape has me feeling incredibly lost at sea. There are five songs total, three with emoji titles, all of which sound incredibly similar and kind of blur together. There are some cool licks for sure, but ultimately this cassette ends up feeling like one long, disjointed, herky-jerky track. All in all, SPRGRS is a killer band with solid songwriting and a ton of live energy. If you’re into lo-fi egg-punk, grab a copy before it disappears.

Streets of Separation Faux Fur EP

Dark punk lurches from the most isolated city in the world. From the harsh, plodding “My Pleasure,” with its deadly intense vocals giving way to slow and deliberate moans, to the desperate, amped-up, sub-minute-long “Motorbike,” Perth’s STREETS OF SEPARATION defy modern convention, channelling ’90s riot grrrl, primitive Australian punk, and steely determination for a modern reality. The guitar is wild, the vocals are intense, the rhythm section grooves like the Goner archives…and I’ve never heard anything like it.

The Dracu-Las I’m Blue (The Gong-Gong Song) / Time is a Maze 7″

Mixing up a retro surf vibe with a girl group soul sound of the ’50s and ’60s, Jersey City’s DRACU-LAS pack a lot into these two tracks. It kicks off with a cover of the IKETTES’ “I’m Blue,” with vocalist Kyna Damewood channeling Rachel Nagy of the DETROIT COBRAS, and the second track, “Time is a Maze,” takes more of a punk-a-go-go approach. The two additional digital-only songs accompanying the single have a spirit reminiscent of the COATHANGERS and SUICIDE NOTES.

Total Wolf World Wolf III / Defcon 4 LP

The Wolf World III side was released in 2022, while the Defcon 4 side just plopped out in 2026. TOTAL WOLF has gotten tighter in the four year gap between releases, but their message of being mad picks up perfectly from where it stopped in 2022. TOTAL WOLF has grunt-loads of punk’n’roll melody with ”shut the fuck up” shouted gang vocals that inspire you to not “shut the fuck up.” Imagine tough-guy melody with guitar solos and driving rock’n’roll punk, like if NASHVILLE PUSSY’s ass-kicking fast pace and relentlessness were bottled and corked. They like to get fucked up, as they said in one of their songs from 2022. They curse a lot and probably do some high kicks and bring it hard to every show. In a 2026 song, they are still committed to getting fucked up. Live, I’m nearly almost maybe certain that they are possibly unhinged. One thing is undoubtedly certain, TOTAL WOLF brings the party. Man, two records on one record is a great savings too, and also shows their attention to budget-conscious punks. Thanks, TOTAL WOLF.

United Stare Voice of Change EP

I’d never heard this band, and the first track blew me away. It’s a killer slab of UK-style punk brewed in Pittsburgh, PA. It’s gritty, the chorus is a crusher, and the vocals have a real Oi! quality to them. You could have probably convinced me this was a 7” lost to time, discovered in the attic 30 years after the band broke up. That is, until I got to track two and the band switched gears into DINOSAUR JR. riffage complete with slacker/loser vocals. Not nearly as cool and memorable as the first track, but will scratch the itch of anyone into the mid -’80s SST releases. I was starting to wonder if maybe the band has two principle songwriters who each brought a track to the table, but any interest I had in exploring that further was over as soon as I started the B-side. It’s one seven-minute instrumental track that isn’t worth the time it takes to flip the record. Shoulda kept it lean and mean. The title track is a goddamn banger, though.

V/A Punx Against Ice CD

A commendable anti-ICE benefit comp with proceeds going to Border Kindness, “a charity that provides asylum-seekers, migrants, and refugees with things such as food, shelter, clothing, medical care and legal services.” The music here doesn’t really hit for me personally, ranging from street punk to crust to powerviolence and lots of other styles in between. Mileage will vary, and you should check it out for yourself, but regardless of your taste, this is for a worthy cause and what punk subculture is all about.