In which the true meaning of Christmas is discussed, dissected and eaten. Continue reading If I Was A Turkey, With My Priorities Straight
In which our young hero gets a bit nauseated and then gets over it. Continue reading A Little Bit Sick In My Mouth
The eighties, No thanks! Continue reading 1537 Ain’t No Feeble Bastard
My shit stinks like the breath of your mom Swing your stick boy, bring it on… (Shillelagh) Some things are … Continue reading Ordem e Progresso
I’m a perfectly balanced individual* and I’m pretty happy at the moment but I just felt the need to RAGE … Continue reading Final Score Just In – Off! 16 :Bloated Plutocrats 0
Come in, sit down, what seems to be the problem? no, don’t tell me, let’s guess: Have you just been … Continue reading Exile On Stain Street
Often in times of emotional and political turmoil I reach for the sacred truth in music to carry me through and … Continue reading Ameobaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The first reason I bought this album back in 1999 was for the band’s name, Dogpiss. The second reason was the LP title, … Continue reading Smells Like Canine Urine
Or: Stuck Inside of Moby With The Memphis Blues Again. Okay Wembley Stadium, Whew! Great to see a full house … Continue reading Pequod The Night
Here’s one I haven’t listened to nearly enough times in my life, Dag Nasty Can I Say. It’s righteous. I … Continue reading I Stopped My Dreaming
Do you have a say on what goes on? I don’t think so One really good thing about the recent … Continue reading Guilty As Charged!
We’ve had far too much sophistication and elegance gracing these pages recently, so let’s smash it all to the floor … Continue reading Skin Deep
Picked up for a few quid in Chester one lunchtime when I was feeling a bit blue, I bought Duck … Continue reading Cover And Duck
Nope not Bret Michaels and chums*, but a full-on 1990 metallic hardcore punk savaging from Portland’s finest, Poison Idea Feel … Continue reading Feel The Poison