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    • February 10, 2013 12:10 PM CST
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      The debut full length tidal wave from Greece's ABJ. A Mediterranean concoction of two of our favorite "Black" bands (Sabbath/ Lips), ABJ represents the future of heavy psych'n'roll from an isolated, ancient civilization. Combining the ruthless elements of American outlaw roots music and celestial glam rock, like fellow deconstructionists Demon's Claws, "LP" suggests the Rolling Stones at their wearied best, with the electrifying hi-jinks of Brian Eno bulldozing the swagger into the darkest corners of the cosmos.

      In the midst of a relentless USA / European touring schedule (including copious performances with contemporaries / new label mates Acid baby Jesus) and the release of a small handful of 7” singles, the Slovenly posse is trying to wrap our brains around this warped debut LP / CD called “Hated By The Sun” by Canadian bumpkin punks HELLSHOVEL (aka Hell Shovel). Led by Demon’s Claws frontman Jeff Clarke, and featuring Dox Grillo sharing the strings / vox duties, with Bloodshot Bill (TANDOORI NIGHTS / DING DONGS / swarthy one man band LEGEND who makes an effortless transition on the drums from his [un]usual wild man rockabilly fare), “Hated By The Sun” is the sound of Johnny Cash drowning in a pool of cough syrup - a gooey reminder of the most irradiated moments of Demon’s Claws poisonous choo-choo train shamble. A swank, full color gatefold jacket houses the wax.

      The K-Holes speak at once of the mystic and the cosmopolitan, the primal and urbane, the earthen and its synthesized cousins. But unlike their contemporaries, theirs is not a sound of the grinning, gregarious panderer. Nor is it one of the bored or at-ease. Rather, it’s one of escape.

      Escape from the concrete scrabble of New York, that moneyed parking lot for the cynical and privileged; escape from the vulgar materialism sung from the metropolitan mouth; escape from the vacuous r’n’r pantomime that promises mere vaudevillian entertainment in any number of the city’s myriad dives. No, the K-Holes set these things afire, and in their stead, they proffer a wet hand, leading you, the wanton listener, down a path to another flame, a funereal white-hot pyre – one that promises more than sheer cleansing nihilism. One that promises freedom amongst cages of different shapes, sizes and colors. A way out.

      Their abdication follows a natural extension of the atrophied rock/roll ligament –
      unfurling from H. Williams to G. Vincent to Larry & the Blue Notes to the Pagans, Birthday Party, Flesh Eaters, Scientists, beyond – colored, at times, with ethereal smudges of primitive ceremony. As we follow their trajectory, running from the towering urban oppression, we hear whiffs of guttural noir in the honk of the sax, we hear the frustrated yelp in the guitar, we sense the bite and lust in their gang vocal. It’s fueled, all the while, by a thundering beat of tribal divination. Their burghal séance urges us onward, upward, and we sense the fire nearing all the while. But the heat emanates not from the flame to which we run. It flowers from the pyre that has devoured us from the inside all along: the one that burns us up and tells us to move – in any direction at all, in any way we see fit, consequences be damned.

      The K-Holes didn’t put the fire there. But we sincerely thank them for finding and fueling it.

      -Eric Cecil


      A marrow-rattling new buzz-punk stuporgroup from Brooklyn and parts nearby, featuring screamer, Eric Davidson (New Bomb Turks); git-slinger Jami Wolf (Shop Fronts, Zodiac Killers); lead guitar boy wonder, Dan-yell Kelley (Dead Ringers, Complaints, Paper Bags, and Re-volts), drum-smasher, Greg Collins (Radio 4); and boss bass bender, Joi Lacour, who is mulling over changing her name to “Jeez Louise.”
      The band’s been a thing since spring 2011, but the latest and best lineup has been going since February 2012. We’ve shared the beer-spilled stage with the Spits, No Bunny, OBN IIIs, Acid Baby Jesus, Foster Care, the Othermen, Night Birds, and loads more. And we just scorched out like 14 songs in 7 hours at a studio in the Gowanus ‘hood of Brooklyn, looking to get it out on wax, and are always scheming shows. So stay tuned…!



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