G-CLASS mini-review by Stevey Seven


G-Class from Dayton brings the party midweek at Skully’s as a poetic threesome hip-hop comparable to any popular artists rolling in Diablos and tossing paper around…they got the females in the “Wear Your Sexiest Outfit” competition on the dancefloor despite the rough crowd and heat-exhausted clientele. Everything was tight in what must be a tough genre to work in…I expect these guys to be making many more appearances in the future. Check out their free release at giftedclass.bandcamp.com – Stevey Seven


REVIEW: Vocabularinist – Monkey Brains Controlling Robot Arms CD, 2006

Vocabularinist – Monkey Brains Controlling Robot Arms CD, 2006

Vocabularinist – Monkey Brains Controlling Robot Arms CD, 2006

Monkey Brains Controlling Robot Arms
CD, 2006
Funky, mechanized grooves with miles of vocal loops. And funk. It’s not Meat Beat Manifesto, but it’s also not Perry Como, it’s not a lot of things. Rhythm and melody. “All Refelctions End Here” is kind of like the bastard offspring of Gary Numan and early Nine Inch Nails, but better. Dark electronica. Have I said Skinny Puppy enough yet in this issue? In the early 1990s, we called this stuff ‘industrial,’ just meaning that it’s dark and girls could dance to it. “Getting To Thou” gives those headphones a workout, all the elements jumping across the stereo spectrum. “It’s A Dull Ride” is like drum & bass Pop Will Eat Itself. Monkey Brains Controlling Robot Arms is fun, funky and futile to ignore.
Ian C Stewart

REVIEW: Evan Peta – Mockingbird Hill CD, 2011



Mockingbird Hill CD, 2011
This is a good album for fans of rock guitar in all its guises. Classic rock with clean, harmonized riff and vocals just like that band Masters Of Reality. “It’s All Too Much” opens in grand fashion, amid squalls of lead guitar. Tuneful guitar rock. Is this freedom rock? “It’s All Good” is like Blue Oyster Cult meets They Might Be Giants. Or is it? “Jazz And Peanut Butter” is a delightful thrash-speed romp for guitar, bass and saxophone sound, definite Frank Zappa territory there. “Gamma Ray Shuffle” is built on a John Bonham drum break, but not the one most people use. Cool. “Peace, Love & Nuclear Fusion (Part 3)” is a pretty/menacing instrumental keyboard ditty, a la Ace Frehley’s “Fractured Mirror.” “Dorian Gray Scale” is a fun guitar/bass riff pattern thing. The last song, “Mockingbird Hill” is a similarly enervating procession. Of rock.
Ian C Stewart

AUTOreverse Issue One (1995)

People have been asking for years how to get copies of the original print run of AUTOreverse.

This issue includes interviews, reviews and essays by home recording artists and a raw graphical style that is pure, improvised grindcore for the eyes.

Contributions include essays by Carl Howard and Eric Lanzillotta, interviews with Chris Reider (Luster), John Sosnowski (Broca’s Area) plus reviews of self-released cassettes, CDs and records.

Published in 1995 and almost immediately out of print. Available here for the first time in PDF form.

AUTOreverse Issue One

AUTOreverse Issue One

last one for today, AUTOreverse Issue One review – SANITY ASSASSINS 7″ (1995)

excerpt from AUTOreverse Issue One

last one for today –
Martian Beach / Hot Foot 7″
Comes on like a surf record. Uptempo rock, or is it punk? (That’s not a philosophical question, I’m really curious) Overly reverbed distorto guitar over a driving bass-n-drums beat. “Hot Foot” is fast and has all of your favorite surf elements: tremolo guitars, fast ride cymbal work. Makes me think of loud cars and old rockabilly guys trying to keep their hair from going flat in the sun. We surf a lot in Ohio, so this is like soul music to me.
Ian C Stewart

another AUTOreverse Issue One excerpt – CD review – BACCHUS JIHAD (1995)

Music that has no agenda, and that can’t be compared to anybody else’s has always appealed to me. That’s the case with Bacchus Jihad. This CD was really relaxing, and very emotionally absorbing. The vocals, (especially in the first track “Cranial Bedfellows”) are absolutely beautiful. The CD contains a lot of machines, a little chanting, and other fun-filled effects. There is a lot of unmasked potential here, and I hope everyone who read this will give them a true listen. If I had to throw it at a certain group of listeners, I would reocmmend this to anyone who likes a cross between industrial and gothic, and has a sense of humor.
Kim Rizzo


Teenage Slots

We Outlived Reagan
Stedmusik CD 2011
Gorgeously rendered trips down memory lane. The beauty of modern technology is that you can go back and make everything sound as it was intended. The circa-1986 songs are energetic, melodic, tuneful, energy-up. This genre would be, I guess classic midwestern punk rock, if that’s not an oxymoron. “Ronald Reagan Is A Dick!” Don’t dance the poot. Righteous. “People On Drugs” gets one hell of a retrofit, with booty bass drums and autotune vocals. And there’s a whole current of anti-jock rhetoric, which amuses me to no end.
Ian C Stewart