FRI 18 OCT | 12:54 CDT
I'm home from work today because I will be entertaining out-of-town guests (read: parents) shortly. This should be nice, because I haven't seen them since my trip to Florida, and they said they don't think they'll be coming back up again anytime this year.

TMFTML was genuinely nice to this place when reviewing it. Thanks.

Get ready for a lot of hype, America -- at least in the underground circles. The Datsuns' self-titled album will soon be arriving on these shores (the exact date remains unknown). Being inquisitive, I downloaded the album this morning to get a feel for what the next wave of garage rawk had to offer. More vicious than the Hives, more ballsy than the White Stripes, New Zealand's Datsuns make every effort to pummel your poor, jaded ears into submission with tracks like "Motherfucker From Hell" and "Sittin' Pretty." What I hate knowing is that I had a chance to see them live over in Murfreesboro back in March of this year (with The Mooney Suzuki) and didn't even know about it until now. That stings.

TUE 15 OCT | 22:26 CDT
I've bought and downloaded more music this year than any other in recent memory. The good has surprisingly outweighed the bad, but when the bad was "bad," it really stunk up the place. Since I just can't seem to keep my hands off this place tonight, I'm going to list some of the absolute WORST albums of the year so far (with little or no commentary):

· Ugly Cassanova - Sharpen Your Teeth. It's no secret that I dislike Issac Brock, and having even one more outlet for him to release material is my fucking nightmare.
· The Breeders - Title TK. Unlike Brock, I actually love the sisters Deal. That's why it breaks my heart to listen to this horrible, steaming dump of an album.
· The Streets - Original Pirate Material. Most things I don't like, I just ignore. But this actually pisses me off it's so bad. Maybe it's just a joke I'm not getting (and don't really care to).
· Bright Eyes - New Album With Ridiculously Long and Meandering Title. The sooner Oberst gets introduced to opiates, the better we'll all be.
· Trail of Dead - Source Tags and Codes. I was the sucker born that minute.
Guided by Voices - Universal Truths and Cycles. This one really isn't bad. It's just bad compared to a majority of the GbV catalog.
· Sparta - Wiretap Scars. Hated it when I heard it. Found out they were former members of At the Drive-In and it all made sense.
· Pedro the Lion - Control. I never cared much for Bazan's albums in the past, so I don't know why I thought it might be different this time.

Now that those are eliminated from consideration for the upcoming BEST list, you're either wondering what I did like this year, or you quit reading altogether.

TUE 15 OCT | 21:35 CDT
Our friends over at TMFTML are talking up fellow weblogs this week. I guess I'd better break out some of the good stuff before they get to me.


...there is no good stuff. But I can post a diversionary link every now and again.

The Posies: C/D?

Abandoned Places (found by TK)

I thought about posting a link to the kittens playing "Fell In Love With a Girl," because a) everyone loves redundancy when browsing online and b) I haven't watched it in at least four weeks. But, as it turns out, I've misplaced the URL.

By the way, someone just stumbled across this site by doing a search on Google for "there's poop in my head." Yeah, boys. I think that about sums it up.

TUE 15 OCT | 18:41 CDT
I don't know why I think the things that I do, but while I was on a cigarette break at work today, it occured to me that certain bands should never write songs with certain titles. For example, Mineral should never record a song called "Spirits." Fuel should never do "Shortage." Even Beck will hopefully never record a song titled "Slight" (you should read that one aloud).

Another thing I was thinking is that I should borrow a car that backfires, drive it to Virginia, and cruise around gas stations.

What else? Oh, I never liked The Donnas all that much until I saw them play on the Tonight Show last night. Sure, they're attractive in that drunk, slutty kind of way. But they're also white-hot onstage and sound huge live. I've been searching for mp3's of the new album, but no one's got it yet.

On a related note, I picked up the Sahara Hotnights cd, Jennie Bomb, over the weekend. It's alright, but not spectacular. Every aspect of them seems to be a Runaways rip-off right down to the album's title. I'm not terribly negative about bands who blatantly rip off other bands, as long as it's done well. Sahara Hotnights might actually nail it by the time their next album comes out.

SUN 13 OCT | 12:04 CDT
And now, a brief description of the songs available for you to download this week...

Southern Culture on the Skids was first introduced to many of us with their mid-90's major label debut, Dirt Track Date (although, they'd been kicking around the live circuit and releasing albums on independent labels for ten years by that time). Upon buying the album, I immediately gravitated toward the song "Camel Walk." There's just something about the lyrical imagery and phrasing used, along with a great guitar riff, that'll stick in your head for days. My girlfriend at the time and I listened to this song over and over that summer, and took a roadtrip to see them perform live later that year. And, as promised, the fried chicken went a-flying!

Carrying the great guitar sounds over from the previous song, Neko Case proves she is one of the all-around sexiest performers making music today with "I'll Be Around." It's as if Angelo Badalamenti and Patsy Cline were united in some cosmic mix-up of time and space and produced one of the most sensual, atmospheric songs in recent memory. But they weren't -- it's just Neko Case.

SUN 13 OCT | 01:29 CDT
When bored with your own weblog, resort to making lists. There's nothing wrong with this philosophy, so let the listing commence...

The last five dvd's rented through Netflix:
1. Seconds (1966)
2. The Rookie (2002)
3. Frontline: The Clinton Years (2001)
4. The Time Machine (2002)
5. John Q (2002)

The last five purchases made on Ebay:
1. Madonna tour t-shirt
2. Material Issue Telecommando Americano CD
3. Material Issue International Pop Overthrow CD
4. The Church Seance CD
5. Chicago Cubs bumper sticker

The last five links I've added to The Rub:
1. Close Your Eyes
2. This Is Not An Exit
3. Shifty Eye
4. Nonstop Pop
5. The Minor Fall, The Major Lift

The last five shows I've seen (and liked):
1. St. Thomas with Lambchop
2. Crooked Fingers
3. The Shins with Beachwood Sparks and Treasure State
4. Steve Earle
5. Wilco with Preston School of Industry

That's all for this entry. The new mp3's will be up later today, so start holding your breath...okay, now.

FRI 11 OCT | 22:00 CDT
This just in! I've been handed a report that (smog) will be coming to Nashville next month -- November 12th at the Slow Bar, to be exact. I came around relatively late to Bill Callahan's creative outlet Smog/(smog), and I still prefer the newer releases over the first few. That's why I'm hoping that this performance will cover material mostly from the last three or four years, not that I don't appreciate some of the older songs. I just know that Vic is secretly making stabbing motions behind my back as he reads this.

Sex & Sunshine had a long and respected run, but it's now just a memory. Fortunately, Alex has picked up where S&S left off with Close Your Eyes, a rather stylish and much more organized template for his daily blogging. It's hosted by Antville. Is that something new? Looks like a nice operation.

TUE 08 OCT | 18:46 CDT
I've been mostly concentrating on listening to things from my past for the last few days (with the exception of the new Bright Eyes album, which Phantroll convinced me to download last night -- and, as I suspected, I loathe it).

One of the things I started thinking about after listening to Material Issue is what might have happened if Jim Ellison hadn't taken his own life. Every successive album was better than those before it. Who knows what might have been accomplished in the last six years? Songs like "Kim the Waitress" don't come along everyday, and with Ellison gone, the frequency with which songs like that appear has lessened. His suicide was one of the real tragedies in 90's music.

It also struck me that the final Eric's Trip album, Purple Blue, gets a bad rap. Maybe it's all too telling about my musical tastes that it's actually my favorite of theirs. Each track on the album feels like a complete thought, unlike the material on the earlier records that just sounds thrown together (and the recording quality sounds a bit better, as well).

Badger's missing, and Martin is still the crown prince of typos.

SUN 06 OCT | 01:23 CDT
The new downloads are here! The new downloads are here!

In an effort to spread my current infatuation over Starfish to the masses, I selected "A New Season" from The Church as one of the week's selections. It is probably the best song Peter Koppes has ever written, either with The Church or on his own. The small guitar flourishes make the song what it is, especially the brief slide washes from the second verse until the end of the track. And that's really what makes Starfish so wonderful...the details.

One of the more underpublicized releases of this year is Monster Movie's Last Night Something Happened. Christian and Sean have a history of making music together for more than a decade, but Monster Movie is their latest collaboration. "4th & Pine" is a burning, driving number that, in addition to containing the line that supplied the album title, really grounds the album and ties all the other, less straightforward songs together. I'm just so greatful that Clairecords has the good sense to seek out and release material this wonderful and reminiscent of my own personal favorite period of music, the late 80's/early 90's.

SUN 06 OCT | 00:10 CDT
My damnedest isn't good enough, it seems. I skipped the Neko Case show tonight. $10 was more than I could spare, and she wasn't performing with the full band anyway. She's in Nashville a lot, though, so I'm sure I'll catch her next time. St. Thomas is in town on Wednesday with Lambchop as his backing band and it's only $5. I'll be interested in hearing some of his new material, since I'm Coming Home was such an astonishing record.

I'm slowly absorbing the new Sigur Rós album, ( ). I came around late with my appreciation for this band, and only took a liking to Agćtis Byrjun at the beginning of this year (the jury's still out on Von). Nothing here is as immediately gripping as "Svefn-g-Englar," but the album has a warmer, more embracing feeling than the previous two, which seemed kind of cold and disconnected.

Take the McPhee Nerd Test. I rated a 38.33% if that tells you anything.

FRI 04 OCT | 23:08 CDT
Sebastian looks like he's making some excuses for including personal content today, going out of his way to disassociate himself from other "bloggers." Boo! Hiss! I think the proprietors of most weblogs (at least the ones I frequent) would admit that personal content is a last resort. When I started The Rub back in April of this year, it was designed to be a move from the personal aspects of my old weblog to a more impersonal, but informative space. That lasted approximately five days. Sometimes I simply feel the need to write, and if I can't find any interesting news blurbs, or muster up a bitter opinion on some song or band, I resort to keeping notes on what's happening in my own life. If being self-indulgent is so wrong, I don't wanna be right.

FRI 04 OCT | 21:15 CDT
About once a year, every year for the last 14 years, I go on a Starfish binge. Yes, the album from The Church; not the sea creature. And every year I wonder why I don't listen to it more often than I do. It really is one of the most perfect albums ever. Ten songs, all of them amazing, and each of them hardy enough to support an album in its own right. Starfish sits among a very small group of albums that I'll treasure until the day I die.

The beautiful and gifted Neko Case will be at the Slow Bar here in Nashville tomorrow night, and I'm going to do my damnedest to be in attendance. I just hope it's not sold out, as I only found out about the show earlier this week. Sadly, I missed Enon last night. Even worse, I have no good excuse (other than I don't enjoy having to go to The End, which really is one of the shittiest clubs ever). I heard on WRVU that Shellac is playing in town sometime soon, but I don't know where or when. And on the 23rd of this month, Cat Power is playing here (regrettably, at The End). Since I've never seen her, I'm going to make an effort to do it because Jon would have wanted me to. I'm not Chan, but she is.

THU 03 OCT | 23:52 CDT
I debated blaming my new job for the lack of new content here, but that won't work. I'm out of there by 5:30, and that leaves me several hours of writing time each day. Then, I thought about using writer's block as an excuse, but that won't work. Anyone who has known me for even a short amount of time also knows that I can go on and on about nothing. So, the real truth behind the lack of updates is that I've been more interested in reading other people's weblogs than writing for my own, and maybe I'm suffering from weblog envy. I don't imagine these feelings will last forever, because I'm a total narcissist and writing about things that likely only I find interesting is a kick. Now here's a few links -- keep yourself occupied until I get totally full of myself again.

Rejected - A .wmv animated film that had me laughing out loud in almost every segment. It's over 9 minutes long, though, so you may just want to stream it, because I imagine the file is rather large.

Chameleons "Swamp Thing".. best song ever? - Mmmmm, could be.

Freezing To Death in a Nuclear Bunker - Is this new, or am I just the last to know? Jody Beth Rosen's weblog.

Best online bowling game...ever! - Just be sure to turn off all the annoying noises at the beginning of your game.

SUN 29 SEP | 18:16 CDT
Between now and the end of the year, at least one of the downloads each week will be a song from an album on my list of the best from 2002.

Roxy Music was like nothing else when they first appeared in 1972. Taking theatrical elements to ridiculous levels, the music didn't suffer at all. "Virginia Plain" was their first single to break into the charts, and, according to comments later made by Phil Manzanera, the guitar solo was never replicated because of the fact it was totally improvised. He said that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't ever do it again.

High Society is the second album by Enon, and one of the more compelling records this year. With a rich lineage from which to draw (Brainiac, Skeleton Key), the members of Enon cover the map stylistically with everything from sweet 60's pop to 70's glam and modern synth-influenced rock. The track "Natural Disasters" sounds a bit like something Roxy Music might have done in their heyday, which is why I chose it in particular.

NOTE: Thank you, Jack Cole, for the fact checking. Enon no longer features any members of Skeleton Key. I place the blame squarely on the AMG for the misinformation.

SUN 29 SEP | 01:28 CDT
Is it unacceptable to like Peter Gabriel these days? Is he a washed-up has-been? Based on the new album, Up, the answer to both questions is a resounding "NO!" In the ten years since the release of his last proper studio solo album (the similarly titled Us), popular music has turned itself upside down. So are music buyers still willing to embrace Gabriel if he's not recording songs as immediately likeable as "Sledgehammer" or "In Your Eyes?" It remains to be seen. But I can already tell from just a couple listens that there are enough layers to this album to warrant spending the time on the research. Who else takes a ten year holiday and comes back with the most ambitious album of his career? No, really...who?

For the vinyl enthusiasts out there (I used to be one too), there's a limited release of the new album on wax available at the web site.

SAT 28 SEP | 01:01 CDT
There are plenty of cliched phrases used in pop music all the time. You probably have your own favorites just as I have mine. But what you've really been waiting for is someone who'd combine every one of them into a single song. The wait is over. As I was watching Craig Kilborn the other night, blue-eyed soulless soul singer Anastacia belted out the most horrific patchwork of cliches I've ever heard. Read the lyrics below and count along with me:

The world is changing and time is spinning fast it's so amazing how you came into my life I know it seems all hope is gone I know you feel you can't be strong and once again the story ends with you and I

And anytime you feel like you just can't go on just hold on to my love and you'll never be alone

Hold on we can make it through the fire and my love I'm forever by your side and you know if you should ever call my name I'll be right there you'll never be alone

Hopeless to describe the way I feel for you no matter how I try words would never do I looked into your eyes to find as long as love is alive there ain't nothing we can't make it through

Anytime, or only for a while don't worry make a wish I'll be there to see you smile oooh

Hold on we can make it throught the fire and my love I'm forever by your side and you know if you should ever call my name I'll be right there you'll never be alone

Through the fire, by your side I will be there for you so I'm, don't you worry (and you know, I'll be there) you'll never be a... alone heya heyeaaaah

Hold on we can make it through the fire and my love I'm forever by your side and you know if you should ever call my name I'll be right there oh baby, hold on

Hold on (we can make it through the fire) we can make it baby and my love said I'm forever by your side, yeah (and you know) if you should ever call my name said I'll be, I'll be right there oh, oh, ooooh

Hold on yeah yeah (we can make it through the fire) yeah yeah oh no (my love) I know, and you know (I'm forever by your side) yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (and you know) (if you should ever call my name) (I'll be right there)

Oh shit, I lost count about half way through, but I'm sure there are upwards of 30 or 40 different offenders, each worse than the one before. If you were an alien visiting Earth for the first time, and you switched on pop radio, you'd think the entire human race were "holding on" to things, "calling names" of each other even though they're "right by each other's sides." And what about "making it through fire?" I've never once had to go through a fire of any kind with a girl I've dated. But I'm sure if we'd had to do it, "we could've made it."

FRI 27 SEP | 00:20 CDT
I've had to remove the comments feature yet again, due to slow load times and overall poor service from Enetation. In fact, all of the commenting services seem to be suffering the same fate. Maybe a regular guestbook is the answer, but until I make up my mind, all correspondence will be handled by e-mail.

A few more listens to Riot Act have only made things worse. The songs I thought were weak before only sound weaker now. But the three songs I really do like (and the couple I sort of like) keep getting better, saving the album from being a total loss.

Hey everybody! Google is *this many* (in case you can't see Google's hand, he's holding up four fingers). We've come to love you, big guy.

WED 25 SEP | 23:37 CDT
It's safe to say that the job worked out. I'm now doing data analysis for an environmental science company, who processes soil and water samples for chemical components and whatnot. Thrilling, huh? At least I have my own cubicle.

Also, Riot Act (yes, the real thing) is now appearing on the p2p services. I quickly snatched up my own copy and have been playing it consistently since last night. Buried in the middle of the album is the song "You Are," one of the best songs they've ever recorded. It's a warm sounding, muddy stomp with the lowest, most throbbing bassline Ament has ever committed to tape. The problem is that it's surrounded by lukewarm mediocrity. Not that some of the album's other songs aren't good, but the band hasn't released an album this uneven since Ten (an album I almost never listen to anymore). The quick and loud barnstormers are good as always ("Save You," "Get Right"), but the rest of the album's material just feels forced and uninspired. There's not much to riot about here, people.

Even worse, one of my favorite bands of the past few years, Life Without Buildings, have decided to go their separate ways. Thank you to William for breaking the news gently.

SUN 22 SEP | 01:33 CDT
I've decided to put redesign plans on hold because I can't come up with anything very satisfying. I may just toy around with the colors used here and call it a redesign. Either way, it won't be arriving as soon as mentioned yesterday.

This week's downloads are stylistically very different, and break away from the recent trend of songs that should be played together. Not that you can't play them back to back, but there's no sonic theme this week and the transition may be a little rough.

With the release of Blonde Redhead's second album, La Mia Vita Violenta, in 1995, the band caught the attention of the underground press and many listeners around the world. Sometimes they're slighted for sounding a little too much like Sonic Youth, but everything about them (including their name) is derivative of all the best things. And how can you not love that squeal at 2:04? The full name of the track is "(I Am Taking Out My Eurotrash) I Still Get Rocks Off."

Scott Walker rose to stardom in the mid-60's as a singer in the Walker Brothers (none of whom were actually named "Walker"). After the group dissolved, he launched a solo career that's been on-again off-again for over 30 years. His fourth album, the aptly titled Scott 4, was the first to consist entirely of material written by Walker, and probably the best of his early releases. Like the Blonde Redhead song above, the song has an extended title which wouldn't fit into the right-hand column -- "Old Man's Back Again (Dedicated To the Neo-Stalinist Regime)."

SAT 21 SEP | 01:40 CDT
No, The Rub is not dead. It may have appeared somewhat lifeless this week, but it's just resting up for its big makeover in the near future. I remember saying something about not doing another overhaul until this winter, but, as usual, I've grown tired of a good thing. It's probably the same reason I'm not dating anyone right now. I'm hoping to get it up and running Sunday or Monday, but don't hold your breath.

The good news is that I may have found a job. No, wait...let me rephrase that. THAT NEWS IS OUTSTANDING! Considering that I've been unemployed since April, this is the BIGGEST NEWS OF THE YEAR. I go in to fill out the paperwork on Monday morning, and may even start that day. So cross your fingers and keep me in your prayers. Or whatever. Go knock on a tree, even.

One last thing: Kate's account of the Spoon show was so funny to me, because I've been telling people for years that Britt Daniel spits when he sings, and no one seems to believe me. As Marvin Gaye once sang, "Can I get a witness?!"

THU 19 SEP | 11:44 CDT
I went a little wild last night with that Pearl Jam thing, and got called on it in a couple of different places...mostly, because of the liberal use of the term "gay" to describe something that is disliked, and partly, because some people simply hate Pearl Jam. One person was kind enough to point out this link for another view on the use of "gay" as an all-purpose derogative. Do I feel bad now? A little bit. No offense was meant. I know and love many gays and lesbians (and even hate a couple because they're evil bitches). So, now I have something to think about today. But, at the same time, I'm also a little pissed that I can't make crude jokes anymore without having to take all possible viewpoints into account.

THU 19 SEP | 00:49 CDT
There aren't any copies of the forthcoming Pearl Jam album, Riot Act, on the p2p networks yet. But if you look around enough, you'll come across the bunk deterrent tracks that started circulating last night. I urge you to download at least one of them. They're all the same, so it won't matter which one you choose. What you'll find upon listening to the track is a simple drum beat with ridiculous accompanying handclaps and a computerized voice that repeats the following lines:

Pearl Jam's gay
You're gay for wanting to download Pearl Jam
Pearl Jam is old and sucks
Go download something good instead
Stop wasting your time
With gay ass music that sucks
Don't support stupid record companies like Epic

I didn't really expect to find much anything this far in advance of the album's actual release, but when I came across these files, I went ahead and downloaded one of them. I actually laughed out loud when I first heard it.

NOTE: I am not homophobic, nor do I harbor any resentment or ill will toward any homosexual man, woman, cat, dog, caterpillar, etc. I just have a sense of humor on par with that of a twelve-year-old kid.

SUN 15 SEP | 16:35 CDT
The new weekly downloads are up and running (or will be shortly). Since it worked well last time, I decided to again try to choose songs that sound like they were meant to be played together. Did I nail it or miss the mark completely? Download and find out.

Aberdeen were part of the original roster of acts on the now defunct (and sorely missed) Sarah Records. After lying low for nearly a decade, they got back together to record a new album, Homesick and Happy To Be Here, earlier this year.

Yo La Tengo released Fakebook in 1990. Mostly consisting of cover songs, it's actually one of their more satisfactory listens. The highlight of the album for me is their cover of the Flamin' Groovies "You Tore Me Down." It's as beautiful as the original, but stripped of excess instrumentation and presented in purest form.

SAT 14 SEP | 15:59 CDT
Vic sent me another email today, but I was told that if I reprinted its contents, I would be hunted down and killed. Since I'm a risk taker, I am going to cross the line a little bit and post a link to this quiz that he sent me. How indie am I? I'm pretty open-minded.

FRI 13 SEP | 20:36 CDT
While looking for a little information on the used Consonant cd I picked up today, I came across the CD Now listing for the album. $12.99 is how much you'll be set back should you choose to purchase the cd through their service. Or, you can conveniently download the album's thirteen tracks, and play them on a specialized player (which you can also download there) for an amazing $19.37! Wait, huh? It costs more to download the tracks without any physical "product" whatsoever? Just further proof that the record industry's backwards-thinking practices are only encouraging people to use the many p2p services available and download new albums for free. Who are the real "pirates" here, anyway?

FRI 13 SEP | 20:24 CDT
Pitchfork writer, Chris Dahlen, spent a little time on the Avril Lavigne street team; read about it here. All in all, it was a pretty thoughtful article...until the very end, where Dahlen and a consensus of other Pitchfork staff members preach to the wayward sixteen year old reader about what she should really be listening to. I don't know about you, but when I was sixteen I didn't appreciate condescending elders telling me what to do. I can only imagine how much worse it is to be sixteen now. These kids are smart, and reading about how they're being manipulated by corporations might be enough to make them re-evaluate what they're doing. So congratulations are in order, Pitchfork. You just negated any positive effect the article may have ever had.

FRI 13 SEP | 17:08 CDT
Before I get carried away with other things, Dan is acting catty about not having been included in the "thank you" addendum to yesterday's entry. Well, thank you for the link to Romulan, Dan. People who click the link may notice that it's a catalog of albums with re-released material from THE SIXTIES (and not 1975-90, like I'd originally mentioned). Looks interesting, nonetheless.

Also, Vic sent an email with the subject "Paul, you dope" in regard to yesterday's entry. Of course I wasted no time opening it to find out how I could be corrected by everyone's favorite Canadian music trivia nerd yet again. Read the wise words and learn, children:

Alan Lomax went around collecting sounds that would've otherwise never been collected/recorded. Issuing and trying to make sense of what was recorded, but was relatively obscure, and giving it a larger reason of existance falls more into the realm of what Nuggets, Pebbles and Back From the Grave tried to do.

Actually, I already knew this. I should have stated yesterday the differences between an Alan Lomax and a Lenny Kaye. But if I didn't write silly things so often, Vic would never send me email.

Am I the last person in all of America to see Minority Report? It sure seemed that way today. I had the entire theater to myself. Finally, a big budget Hollywood picutre (a Spielberg picture, at that) worth the price of admission. It's science fiction without the outrageous computerized effects and an action thriller without the catch phrases and violence. I'm adding it to my "dvd's to buy" list right now.

THU 12 SEP | 14:21 CDT
More than any other genre of rock music, punk's d.i.y. ethos meant that bands were recording material almost constantly -- in their garages, in their practice spaces, at their shows, and sometimes even in studios. Is there no one left like Lenny Kaye or Alan Lomax? Who shall preserve the formative years of punk rock for future generations?

I imagine that between 1975 and 1990, there were thousands upon thousands of songs from around the world recorded for 7" records and self-released cassettes that deserve to be heard by larger audiences for the first time. The real obstacle is the actual collecting of the material. How thrilling it would be to undertake such a task; combing the singles racks of small record stores all around the world hoping to find those special, unheard releases.

The beauty of punk is that origin was of little importance. A band from a small Pennsylvania town could be just as enthusiastic and vigorous as one from London, because the subject matter most often revolved around youth and rebellion. The possibilities were, and are, endless. I just wish I had the time and the resources to put together such a daunting project.


Thanks to Joel for pointing out that the idea has already been attempted with both the Killed By Death and Bloodstains Across... series (and actually, many other one-off albums). Also, thanks to Cole and Matthew for pointing me in the direction of the Hyped 2 Death series of releases. I'm completely in awe.

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