Karp | Action Chemistry | Punk in My Vitamins

This album is just a bunch of b-sides and compilation tracks and shit. But their style, you've got to hear it, they were crazy, brah!
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Themes and Deviations

The band was sprawled out across the Mercury's back patio, drummer Tim Herzog and guitarist Dave Laney also exhibiting poor posture.
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Rockin’ the Clichés

Vue rhythm guitarist Jonah Buffa's least favorite review was the one that labeled his band "retro."
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Beehive & the Barracudas | Plastic Soul with The White Apes | Swami

I've just gotten trashed with a bunch of San Diego punk rock all-stars.
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Top Ten Instances of the Arts Proving Artistic and Entertainment Proving Entertaining in 2001

Top Ten Instances of the Arts Proving Artistic and Entertainment Proving Entertaining in 2001 By DJ Fatkid, the naked Artsweek Staff Writer 1) Mariah Carey’s Nervous Breakdown “You mean th...
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Atombombpocketknife | God Save the ABPK | Southern

Being a fan of Atombombpocketknife guitarist Justin Sinkovich's old ensemble Thumbnail, I was pretty amped to get my grubby hams on this release.
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Digging Up the Dirt

Your hometown can leap out and grab you at the oddest of times. In this case, Isla Vista leapt out of the carpet backstage at the El Rey during the penultimate Murder City Devils' Los Angeles gig.
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Champagne Kiss | Dancing in the Pockets of Thieves | Troubleman Unlimited

Champagne Kiss is the latest offering from Michelle Maskovich and Russell White, the motivating forces behind Moog-happy bands The Shortwave Channel and Camera Obscura.
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One for the Road

"I'm tired of Budweiser," said Spencer Moody. "I drank four and a half years of Budweiser on tour, so I'm drinking Heineken on this one."
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The Pattern | Immediately | Lookout!

For every moment the band sounds like AC/DC, there's another where it sounds like the Stooges and yet another where it sounds like Pussy Galore.
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The Faint | Danse Macabre | Saddle Creek

The Faint's use of analog synthesizers and live instrumentation is widely touted, but all I hear is Depeche Mode.
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The Icarus Line | Mono | Crank!

Where's Axl? If you've caught some shows on the Pickle Patch/Biko co-op show circuit, you probably know the answer.
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Useless I.D. | Bad Story, Happy Ending | Kung Fu

It is rare that a dime-a-dozen review jobber for a somewhat progressive news rag gets to indulge in rampant, drooling nationalistic condescension.
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The Rapture | Out of the Races and On To the Tracks | Sub Pop

Now that the founder of Up Records is dead, and Matador Records' taste is nearly as moribund, Sub Pop is left as one of the last high-profile indie rock labels in the biz.
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Tsunami Bomb | The Invasion From Within | Tomato Head

Brief digression: AFI sweatshirts emblazoned with the East Bay Hardcore (EBHC) logo seem omnipresent in the city of Santa Barbara, which is odd because, well, there're no bays to speak of on the South...
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