Excuse me for sounding like one of those olds you overhear at shows complaining about music not being what it used to be, but, damnit, back in my day, before a band’s name became a place for misspellings, mixed case, missed vowels, and cutesy punctuation, that name used that mean something. Take Destruction Unit, for example. They’re a band after my own heart. Would you care to guess what they sound like? They sound like they break things. That’s what they fuckin’ sound like. Electronics slamming against the sidewalk, baseball bats breaking glass, knee caps, brains, your mom’s fancy china, your sister’s heart — you name it and they’ll break it. It’s that simple and that’s the way it should be.
- October 23, 2014
While the album title, 77, may suggest the golden era of punk rock, Nude Beach's behemoth, 18 song, 70+ minute effort actually pays homage to a different Rock 'N' Roll tradition -- That of the American bar rock band. That old practice of men working for the weekend and then ringing it in with beers and blasting guitars may wax and wane, but never completely goes out of style. Depending on your vantage point, the trio of Chuck Betz, Ryan Naideau, and Jim Shelton may remind you of Tom Petty in the '70s, The Replacements in the '80s, Wilco's early output in the '90s, or contemporary rabble-rousers like The Men. Read More