Neglected Acoustic Guitar Plays Itself to Sleep at Night

PEEKSKILL, N.Y. — A neglected acoustic guitar belonging to local man Phil Everett reportedly plays itself to sleep each night in an effort to escape the despair and loneliness of its forsaken existence, sources confirmed.

“I haven’t been able to get any sleep these last few weeks,” said Everett, his eyes wide and haunted. “It started late last month in the early morning. I was fast asleep when I heard a guitar playing faintly in the distance. At first, I thought it was one of my neighbors but I soon realized the music was coming from inside my apartment. It was ‘Hurt’ by Johnny Cash, played plaintively, almost pained. It didn’t take me long to realize that it was my long-abandoned Yamaha F335 acoustic guitar, the one my parents got me for Christmas in 2004, playing itself. I will never be the same after being confronted like this.”

Amelia Snyder, a customer service representative for the musical instrument retailer Sweetwater, says she fields calls about possessed instruments on a regular basis.

“We have an entire department dedicated to dealing with possessed instruments,” said Snyder. “Recently, I received a call from a frustrated man who didn’t know what to do with the harmonica he purchased (and then neglected) at the height of the indie folk bubble of the early 2010s. Apparently, the ignored instrument had begun playing the harmonica part of ‘Piano Man’ in the middle of the night. I told him the only way to return order to the instrument was to play it, which he did. Shortly thereafter, the ghostly playing stopped.”

Avery Hill, a medium and expert on possession, says this kind of phenomenon exists because each instrument contains the soul of a deceased child yearning to be loved and cared for once again, which is kind of a reach, to be honest.

“When untimely death visits a child, and that child casts away its corporeal form and passes on to the afterlife, its soul takes refuge in musical instruments. Music is deeply ingrained in humans and that is especially true for our littlest ones,” said Hill while counting a fat stack of cash she made at an occult fair this weekend. “By entering a musical instrument, the soul of the child seeks to exist in a state of freedom and play. But when the possessor of an instrument refuses to play music with it, the soul and thus the instrument grow restless. Eventually, this leads to the melancholic self-playing of the abandoned instrument.”

At press time, Everett’s childhood glockenspiel was playing a haunting rendition of “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel.

Help! My Partner Comments on Social Media Posts From Our Local News Station

It wasn’t always like this. They were barely on social media. It began slowly, like all terror: just the occasional comment on a tragic news story. Sometimes with a .gif. Behavior I’d associate with a kind boomer relative or elderly neighbor.

Then, the emojis began. Prayer emojis. Heart emojis. And worst of all: a cringe joke followed by a laughing emoji. It got worse with celebrity deaths. Sentences became paragraphs, and then essays, proclaiming their fondness for the deceased star as though the celebrity could personally read the tribute.

Then we entered the “hot takes” era. I could feel their adrenaline boost whenever a “topical joke” received likes. It became juvenile, name-calling city council members or quoting Family Guy. I began coming home to a stranger, alone on the couch in the dark, lit only by their phone. “What are you doing?” I’d ask. Without looking up, they would reply “Tagging corporations and demanding they ‘Do better.’”

They have become super into “free speech,” in that particularly exhausting way. Too many rhetorical questions, too many spelling errors, and worst of all, too many online fights. Somehow, taunting strangers in the comments section has become their full-time job. It has infested their mind, seeping into the person I loved like a rot or a poison. Endlessly going back and forth, always having to have the last word, blocking so many strangers.

They’re back on Facebook, unfortunately. When I ask why, they reply, “I can’t let these snowflakes control the discourse!” We’ve had to move apartments twice from all the doxxing.

Their profile picture is now a selfie in a baseball cap with Oakley wraparound sunglasses and an American flag in the background. Their comments have taken a hallucinatory, conspiratorial turn. Complaints begin about liberal sex rings under the local public skatepark. Calls for vigilante justice against undercover Antifa geese. They don’t believe the news anymore, blaming the “lying media.” All of the local stations have blocked them, even community bulletin boards.

They’ve opted for boutique far-right “free speech” social media platforms, where they are allowed to shitpost about the “crooked media” all day. My once-loving partner is morphing into a troll that I have to warn people about. The final nail in the coffin was when they began using Clint Eastwood photos in memes with misattributed quotes.

Good news on the horizon: they’re currently distracted, busy creating their own social media site. Only problem is that they are mad about people being mean in the comments section.

Local Man Unaware He Is Vulnerable Teenager’s Father Figure

DETROIT — Troubled teen Liam Coogan, 15, reportedly latched onto clueless middle-aged scene regular Craig Thompson as a father figure, slightly mortified sources confirm.

“I think he sees his younger self in me,” said Coogan, while smoking his second cigarette within ten minutes. “I mean, my dad walked out on us when I was four, so growing up I didn’t have that kind of male role model. But, y’know, punk is family, right, so pretty soon after I joined the scene, here’s Craig, full of hardened wisdom, life advice, and willing to buy booze for teens. Last week he told me all these stories about what the scene was like in the ‘90s. His band even opened up for Integrity once. I mean, he’s never said ‘I love you’ or anything like that. We don’t have that kind of relationship, it’s kind of a quiet, mutual respect. I think he’s really starting to see me as his equal. Craig’s just really taught me a lot about what it means to be a man, y’know?”

When reached out for comment on this beautiful example of scene unity and mutual care, Thompson responded effusively.

“Oh, yeah, Leon?” said Thompson, while picking stale gum off a nearby pole. “Yeah, cool kid, really great. Little clingy. He keeps giving me ties and asking me if I want to go fishing. He got arrested last week and used me as his one phone call. He was crying, asking me if I was mad at him- shit, man, I got nervous and I hung up before my boss saw me on my phone.”

Child psychologist Dana Hargrove weighed in with the troubling fact that Coogan’s case is far from unusual.

“In today’s world, teenage boys are starved for healthy male role models, so they tend to take what they can get,” said Hargrove. “Cool English teachers, down-to-earth YouTubers, the weird grown man that hangs out at high school parties and buys teenagers cigarettes-really, any readily available man over the age of 35 is a possible one-sided surrogate father figure.”

“Also, Craig’s band almost certainly never opened for Integrity,” she adds. “I’ve seen his band play, they fucking suck.”

At press time, Coogan is reportedly thrilled his weeks of subtly suggesting a game of catch have paid off, as Thompson is going to teach him how to throw Molotov cocktails.

Punk Explains Benefits of Green Energy While Tossing Cigarette Butt From Car Window

SAN BERNARDINO, Calif. — Local eco-punk Teddy Vasquez recently explained the benefits of green energy to a carload of friends while tossing half-a-dozen cigarette butts out the window, confused sources report.

“I’ve done a lot of research online, and green energy is the only way to save the planet,” relayed Vasquez as every light in his empty house remained on. “The majority of waste comes from multinational corporations, not individuals, so any ‘green’ habits I form would be a complete waste of time. That, and recycling is a myth. Plus, a single Starbucks location wastes more water in one week than its surrounding neighborhood does in months. Speaking of coffee, can I get a sip of somebody’s? I left my extra-large styrofoam coffee cup on the roof of the car and it flew into that duck pond a few miles back.”

Vasquez’s friend Becky Rafael says green energy is the latest in a line of issues Vasquez has taken up.

“It’s always something with Teddy,” claimed Rafael while unfriending Vasquez on Facebook. “He used to complain that I kept my house too warm, and then would open all the windows because it was too cold for him to smoke outside. Another time he had the audacity to ask me for a ride and give me shit for not driving an electric car. Those things are so expensive. Teddy’s a trust fund kid who doesn’t realize how much it actually costs to be environmentally friendly.”

Environmental activist Greta Thunburg says Vasquez’s shtick is common.

“Environmentalism is 99% performative,” declared Thunburg as she triggered grown men twice her age simply by existing. “Furthermore, the internet isn’t free, environmentally speaking. Every Google search is equivalent to leaving a light on for five minutes, and the carbon generated by eco-friendly research eclipses the airline industry in terms of outright pollution. So there’s that. Also, why are we forced to drink from those terrible paper straws when every drink still comes with a plastic lid? That’s modern environmentalism in a nutshell, I suppose.”

At press time, Vasquez was seen boarding his family’s private jet to fly to an environmentally friendly pop-up store halfway around the world.

 

Bassist Only in Band Because of Sam’s Club Membership

DENTON, Texas — Members of the local emo band Bike Seat revealed a Sam’s Club membership is the only reason why their longtime bassist has remained in the band, multiple sympathetic sources confirmed.

“Look, Freddy (Walthers) sucks. We’ve only made it this far as a band because I deleted his tracks and re-recorded his parts in the studio. We even used to set his amps down to zero when we’re on stage, but apparently he’s got enough brain cells to turn a volume knob so now we just unplug him when he’s not looking,” said lead guitarist Dakota Larrson. “He has zero redeeming qualities, zero potential for growth as a human, and zero musical talent. Who the fuck let him have a Sam’s Club membership? God damn it, this hotdog combo is pulling a lot of weight for that loser.”

The oblivious bassist painted a different picture of his relationship with the rest of the band.

“Oh yeah, we’re great pals. After I get done volunteering at the children’s hospital, I round everyone up and we head over to Sam’s. It’s the highlight of my week, watching them fill up carts with barrels of cheese balls and boxes of stroopwafel,” said Walthers while bottle-feeding an abandoned raccoon he rescued. “Actually, I wasn’t too sure about joining the band at first, but the guys really wanted me so I caved in. Truth be told, I’ve actually had to stop mentoring some troubled kids in my neighborhood to free up some time for bass lessons. I really want to surprise the guys, I always feel like I’m letting them down.”

Leadership at Sam’s Club headquarters noticed a similar trend across the United States.

“We see it so often, this phenomenon where some sucker with a membership is taken advantage of by much smarter people. It’s like a parasitic relationship, where the host wastes multiple hours of their lives and the parasite is like a kid at a candy store,” said store manager Nicoletta Thomas. “It’s kinda sad to see it play out in real life but apparently, it’s good for business. New company policy is to deny memberships to cool people with friends and jack up prices for sad, lonely, pathetic losers who are desperate enough to pay some outrageous amount for their friends to like them.”

At press time, Bike Seat announced they’re looking for a new keyboard player with a Costco membership ahead of a West Coast tour.

Opinion: Losing My Life Savings Was Totally Worth the Blue Öyster Cult Tribute Show Tickets the Casino Comped Me

I’ll admit, gambling isn’t easy. And take it from me, the guy who spent every cent he had feeding a penny slot machine for 14 days straight. But be that as it may, the biggest problem I have is an insatiable lust for rock n’ roll.

Luckily for me, my awful, almost cartoonishly terrible luck is what led me to discover the East Coast’s best-kept rock n’ roll secret. Premier Blue Öyster Cult tribute band, Burnin’ Fear. And I owe it all to the good people who run and operate Deep Lakes Gaming Resort and Casino and their unheralded generosity.

It was a typical Sunday morning. I managed to scrounge up a couple bucks for a breakfast Bloody Mary, then I headed down to the game floor at “Lakes” for a duel with the ol’ one-armed bandit. As I reached for my wallet, it suddenly occurred to me that in a drunken haze the night before, I must have misplaced all my money, so I went to the customer service counter to see if anyone had returned my lost money.

After the woman behind the glass asked me nicely to calm down and to stop crying hysterically, that’s when this angel of rock n’ roll offered me a standing-room-only ticket to who was to become the best BÖC tribute act I’d ever seen…..On. The. House.

Needless to say, I took her up on her offer.

And so I wandered around the casino floor until the show’s 4 p.m. start time and when it finally came, this Öysterhead was in heaven. Hearing them start out rocking “Godzilla” made me forget all about having to explain to my wife and children that I’ve lost it all again, and that I will probably never change. None of that mattered, because at that moment, that casino was on Flames (With Rock n’ Roll).

A really funny moment happened when they finished playing “Don’t Fear the Reaper” too. As soon as it got quiet, I hit them with the “more cowbell!” line to end all “more cowbell” lines. It was hilarious, even though I had to explain the joke to the couple next to me, it made me forget all about how the fuck was I going to afford a cab home after the show.

This all just goes to show you that there are good people and establishments out there who care about their patrons. It seemed like everyone I spoke to at that gig had free tickets given to them by the staff. I just hope the security guard who escorted me off the premises for sleeping in the buffet area lets me enjoy next week’s Van Halen tribute concert.

Eight Songs We’re Listening To This Week To Avoid the Onslaught of Christmas Music

Another Holiday season is well underway. While the world burns down around us, you’re probably scrambling to get gifts for people as the steady churn of capitalism continues unabated. By now, every single public place you enter is likely playing the same ten or so Christmas songs non-stop at a deafening volume. The bells and saccharine messages of joy are slowly eating away at your already diminished brain cells. It’s natural to want an escape.

Fortunately, artists are still making and releasing timeless songs that don’t feature sentient snowmen or radioactive reindeer. Here are a few you can put on as you drive to, like, ten different places to find a super specific gift before eventually giving up and ordering it on Amazon like a heartless, soulless monster.

Adrianne Lenker “Ruined”

Few things are certain in this life: Death, taxes, and the indisputable fact that Adrianne Lenker is not of this mortal world. Including her work with Big Thief, Lenker has released ten albums worth of material in just under eight years’ time. Any ordinary person in her position would be forgiven for taking at least a year off, but Lenker is far from ordinary. Her new single “Ruined” – from her yet-to-be-announced fifth solo album – is a haunting washed out and piano-driven ode to a fresh love, though – in typical Lenker fashion – the themes feel more cosmic on the outset. Perhaps if you could pen a song this masterful, your ex would finally take you back.

TWRP “Ladybug”

Ignore your seasonal depression and mounting problems for a couple of minutes, it’s time to fucking dance. At least that’s what our Managing Editor keeps screaming to her in-office mirror while blasting TWRP’s latest foray into future-pop ad-nauseam. She’s not wrong to do so, either. Between the infectious slap-bass, bitchin’ guitar solos, and melty vocoder vocals, hearing this song upwards of twenty times a day is the closest many of our writers have come to unabashed happiness in months.

IDLES “Grace”

The latest single from UK’s genre-defying quintet IDLES has arrived, bearing quite the influence from previous tourmates LCD Soundsystem. ‘Grace’ sees the band carrying on the pop experimentation that flooded their last LP ‘Crawler’ but with markedly more satisfying results. Crooning atop a droning drum machine loop, with swirling synths and phasers that wouldn’t sound out of place on even the most monumental early 2000s dance-punk album, it bites at nostalgia as it paves a sonic way forward for the band’s ever-changing sound.

Laura Jane Grace “Cuffing Season”

Laura Jane Grace’s latest offering ‘Hole In My Head’ isn’t due out for another two months and change. Based on your insatiable impatience, that may as well be ten years from now. Not to worry! Grace has released yet another single, ‘Cuffing Season,’ to help tide you over. Much like the first single ‘Dysphoria Hoodie,’ the track finds Grace proving how intensely she can perform without a roaring backup band punctuating her bombastic vocal delivery. While we’re champing at the bit to hear more of her drumming skills, this one still has us yearning for the pit.

Joanna Sternberg “Without You”

As if their recent album ‘I’ve Got Me’ wasn’t enough to bowl everyone over into a cathartic state of melancholy bliss, Joanna Sternberg has been steadily releasing new singles. Their most recent, “Without You,” is a sweetly satisfying jazz romp complete with Sternberg’s excellent lyricism and penchant for melody. There’s even scatting! It’s such a joyous track that you probably won’t even notice it’s about the dangers of codependent relationships until well into the fifth play-through.

Sweet Pill “Chewed Up”

You now have a new favorite emo band and it’s Sweet Pill. After making waves with last year’s fantastic debut, ‘Where the Heart Is,’ the band is continuing to expand their already massive sound. Their most recent single, ‘Chewed Up,’ is a journey through nearly every hidden corner of the emo genre at large, starting off intensely and mathy before breaking down into a dreamy half-time blissfest. Each twist and turn is bolstered by Zayna Youssef’s powerhouse vocal delivery. Try not to sing along too loud to this one in the car, that’s no place to pass out.

The Killers “Spirit”

The Killers just released a Greatest Hits album, coming as a shock to all who read the plural form of the word ‘Hit.’ It’s a pretty stunning display of power-pop triumph and also includes a brand-new song. If our ears don’t receive us, ‘Spirit’ sounds like it could have been plucked from the same sessions as ‘Hot Fuss.’ It’s a suitable addition seeing as that album might as well have been repackaged as the retrospective hits collection if we’re being honest with ourselves. Before you ask: Yes, we’ve heard ‘Sam’s Town.’ Everybody knows that album was more about vibes than it was about hits, you moron.

Bright Eyes “Christmas In Prison” (John Prine Cover)

Look, we know we’re helping you avoid Christmas songs, but this one barely counts. There’s nothing quite as sad as a holiday-themed Bright Eyes track, which makes it no surprise that Conor Oberst has managed to make a jovial John Prine tune about incarcerated yuletide sound more somber than a funeral dirge. That’s not to say it’s bad, in fact far from it. It’s an incredibly touching effort, but let’s just say the addition of John Prine’s actual monologue from the track was a wise choice and a much-needed lift here.

Just in case these eight songs weren’t enough to soothe your Bing Crosby-induced white-hot rage, we’ve compiled these and a whole bunch of others in an ever-growing playlist. It’s updated weekly, or whenever we feel like it, so you’ll never run out of new music to bitch about. Click here to save and listen. If we get to 100 likes we might start putting good songs on it for a change!

Biden Promises Nation They’re Just One Military Base on Foreign Soil Away From World Peace

WASHINGTON — President Biden revealed that the United States reached a new milestone in global dominance and is just one military base on foreign soil away from world peace and stability, exhausted Americans confirmed.

“My fellow Americans, after consulting with our top military advisors I am happy to announce that we just need one more potential forward operating base in Southeast Asia to keep our enemies in check permanently. I know you’re all upset about the endless, unchecked deluge of taxpayer dollars into our military budget but seriously gang, but it’s all led to this moment,” said the 46th president. “Just this last one, plus a couple of hundred missiles capable of landing in North Korea or Iran, but that’s all I swear. And if all goes well, I promise to look into taxing the one percent and all that other crap you’ve been breaking my balls about.”

Foreign diplomats around the globe immediately admonished Biden’s plan.

“I sure as shit hope they don’t put another one in Asia. Every time America establishes itself in the region it usually means more violent rednecks who think they’re on some exotic vacation. Sure they’ll build a base here, and then once they fire off a rocket or 10 at whoever is pissing them off this week, they’re going to want another outpost even closer to some other natural resources,” said Philippines Ambassador Joan Moreno. “If Biden was serious about protecting the world, he should approve a few more bases inside the USA. Rumor has it there’s a bunch of terrorists sitting on a huge oil supply in Texas.”

International policy experts were not remotely surprised that Biden was continuing the long history of military overreach.

“Imagine your landlord won’t stop buying snakes and he lets them roam the building, bite the shit out of everyone, and they hiss non-stop but he swears the mouse problem that he created will be fixed if he gets one more snake. And you let him because he has a snake army that is fully funded by his tenants, and he might be right this time. That’s the United States in a nutshell,” said Ramona Klein. “At this rate, the only place left without military personnel is Antarctica, so look out for Biden to declare war on some hostile penguins.”

This morning, Biden sheepishly asked Congress for a few extra bucks to keep 20 fighter jets in a hangar indefinitely, just in case.

Ten Underrated Albums From Victory Records That Will Make You Feel Like a Loser for Ignoring

Let’s start this alphabetical underrated piece featuring ten albums from Victory Records by listing eight bands, potentially your Top 8 on Myspace in the 2000s, that are WAY too big to be considered under the radar by any stretch of the imagination or leg: Atreyu, Silverstein, Bayside, Taking Back Sunday, A Day To Remember, Streetlight Manifesto, Hawthorne Heights, and Thursday. Speak of the devil: Along with Epitaph Records, Fat Wreck Chords, Drive-Thru Records, and Deutsche Grammophon, Victory Records had a winning stronghold on the scene in the late-90s/early-aughts. In addition, if you’re looking for the lowest common denominator and low-hanging fruit jokes about VR founder Tony Brummel or lawsuits showcasing the price people paid, read another piece. Since you’re still here, we’d like to give you the clip, and list ten albums that you will have no issue with whatsoever:

The Audition “Champion” (2008)

From 2005 to 2010, Chicago, Illinois’ The Audition released four high-quality post-hardcore-adjacent full-length studio albums for Victory Records, but their sophomore LP, “Champion,’ is without question or hesitation their most superior effort, and producer Mark “Bleed Clarity” Trombino of Drive Like Jehu and Nicolas Winding Refn, also known as Jang’s, movie-film “Drive” brought the best out of the band sonically with a rockin’ R&B tinged release for people who want Maroon 5 to rock like Armor For Sleep. Even though a song title like album opener “Basbhat” would likely get a band canceled today, The Audition could successfully argue that said acronym means something else, or isn’t an acronym at all. Sadly, shortly after the also underrated “Great Danger,” the band’s fourth album altogether and for Victory Records, The Audition split up.

Between the Buried and Me “The Great Misdirect” (2009)

Progressive metal fans seemingly vouch for Raleigh, North Carolina’s more than technically proficient Between the Buried and Me weekly in all corners of the internet, but we wish that aggressive music fans outside of that uber-niche technical dorky circle were exposed to the band, and especially this six-song nearly hour-long effort “The Great Misdirect.” In an act of epic grandeur, half of this LP consists of songs longer than eleven minutes and three seconds, and not a second is wasted, which is commendable for bands with much shorter compositions too. Producer Jamie King deserves his flowers for his hard work on this record, many other BTBAM albums, He Is Legend, and Will “I Heart Chris Rock” Smith’s “I Am Legend.” “The Great Misdirect” is Between the Buried and Me’s fifth full-length album and happily the band has released five more since, several being sequels to originals that they created.

BoySetsFire “After The Eulogy” (2000)

BoySetsFire, your favorite band’s favorite band, formed in the bitter Northeastern region of the USA in 1994, the year that punk rock broke and went mainstream, and released their second album “After the Eulogy” six years later. The band had several labels that they called home across their career, but Victory got lucky by showcasing this record, their best effort, and in a literally spoken request, you all need to take a deep dive into this band’s career right now if you previously missed out, but knowing you crazy rock and roller hip hepcat positive music fans, you already have done so! The band also toured with another act that we are highlighting, Snapcase, and what we would’ve given to be a fly on the wall for some of those dates would offend even your troll of a sister-in-law, Marda.

Deadguy “Fixation on a Co-Worker” (1995)

It’s quite a tossup as to whether Deadguy’s inclusion is more underrated as far as underration goes than what is listed two entries down’s (The Forecast) but there is zero dispute as to which of the ten albums here has the best title; spoiler alert – it is this one, the perfectly named only album in Deadguy’s collection, “Fixation on a Co-Worker.” New Jersey, and specifically, New Brunswick, New Jersey, has been a breeding ground for influential aggressive rock acts in the scene or whatever you want to call it like Lifetime, the aforementioned Thursday, The Bouncing Souls, and Take That, and Deadguy is no exception. Also, it only took one, yes, one, album from the band to catalyze and be at the center of the mathcore, yes, mathcore, movement apparatus with adept peers like Converge, Coalesce, The Dillinger Escape Plan, and Barry Gibb.

Earth Crisis “Destroy the Machines” (1995)

If you read a hardcore zine in the mid-90s, you likely stumbled upon an ad or piece on Syracuse, New York, home of Destiny USA formerly known as the Carousel Mall’s, Earth Crisis. Sadly, we rarely see this influential band namechecked in 2023 unless it is on a fill-in easycore bassist’s white pointable lyric hoodie. Also, if you prefer some straight in your edge and some Seitain over Wagyu, EC has some positive and affirming words for you, albeit in a growling fashion. Earth Crisis has eight studio albums as of now, but none are as powerful as their debut “Destroy the Machines” and Victory Records will forever rule because of its inclusion; we still can’t believe that it has been nearly THIRTY years since the concise ten-track metalcore masterpiece hit stores. The wrath of sanity will never be the same.

The Forecast “In The Shadow Of Two Gunmen” (2006)

Peoria, Illinois’ The Forecast is likely the lone band you didn’t know about on next year’s When We Were Young festival lineup that is playing their “hit” album front to back, and that’s ok, but you should know better. The band’s unique vocal and genre blends were showcased in 2006 with “In The Shadow Of Two Gunmen,” but sadly not enough to stand out amongst the scene as a whole. If you like the early-aughts Vagrant Records lineup like .moneen., The Anniversary, The Get-Up Kids, and Matisyahu, then The Forecast and their Clint Eastwood-esque album cover is for you! If not, your taste sucks as much as your eventual unoriginal troll-like comment on our social media pages, and we demand a fistfight FOR our fathers and WITH your sons… May you one day carry this band’s legacy into your home, cities, states, and countries!

The Reunion Show “Kill Your Television” (2002)

Some may say that Long Island, New York’s The Reunion Show walked hard so that Motion City Soundtrack could run fast. However, while we don’t completely disagree, MCS doesn’t have the singer from LI third-wave ska-punk legends Edna’s Goldfish in their lineup, so they’ll always take an “L” here, and we aren’t taking any further questions ON the matter, or, anything else FOR that matter. Back to TRS: Sadly the band only released one EP via Law of Inertia Records, and this particular LP, “Kill Your Television,” through Victory Records, before hanging their collective hats and morphing into the also good, but not as great keyboard-filled Action Action. The Reunion Show also toured with bands like Midtown, Fall Out Boy, Recover, and Big Daddy Kane in the early-aughts, so the cred police have been behind the band for two decades, so join the bandwagon!

The Sleeping “Questions And Answers” (2006)

The fact that The Sleeping’s sophomore LP and first for Victory Records, “Questions And Answers,” wasn’t one of the more successful post-hardcore efforts from the aughts is still a tragedy, but we feel that it was handicapped in the way that it didn’t come out two or three years earlier, when the boom was at its height. They just ended up staying behind; sigh. We’re speaking loud and clear here, so don’t hold back any of your well-informed and thought-out opinions in the comments even if you strongly disagree, because we know that you will. On a sad note, The Sleeping paid tribute to Victory Records labelmates Bayside’s late drummer John “Beatz” Holohan, who tragically was killed in a van accident out on tour, via their song “Heart Beatz” on “Questions And Answers”.

Snapcase “Progression Through Unlearning” (1997)

Easily the coolest album cover here, which also echoes some of Hot Water Music’s early LPs via No Idea Records, highlights Buffalo, New York’s Snapcase’s sophomore LP “Progression Through Unlearning” belongs on every underrated ‘90s aggressive rock act DSP playlist. It says a lot that the majority of the bands listed here grew up in the freezing cold, and one can hear their frozen angry hearts in each song’s subtext and execution, especially on this one; screw you. Anyway, revered/talented producer Steve Evetts, who also sat behind the boards for Saves the Day’s breakout “Through Being Cool,” The Dillinger Escape Plan’s debut “Calculating Infinity,” the aforementioned Deadguy’s “Fixation on a Co-Worker, and Ashlee Simpson’s “Autobiography.” Snapcase subsequently released two more full-length LPs and broke up, but reformed.

Spitalfield “Remember Right Now” (2003)

Formed in the late-90s, our last entry here, the post-hardcore masterminds and chemists known as Spitalfield released their debut studio album “Faster Crashes Harder” in 2001, signed with Victory Records in 2002, and put out their sophomore LP “Remember Right Now” just one year later. Fun fact and quick note: bands in this genre in the 00s reference car crashes ALL OF THE TIME, but we digress. Anyway, Spitalfield is for fans of emo-adjacent acts Hidden In Plain View, The Juliana Theory, Further Seems Forever, and Jennifer Love Hewitt, and “Remember Right Now” is an all killer no filler record and if you got a chance to watch them play it in its entirety in this year of our lord, you must have felt quite alive those days; that ending was stolen from some great writer named Mark Rose… Stop doing bad things!

20 Christmas Movies That Could Have Been Improved By A Henry Rollins Cameo

The holidays are upon us, and we’ve been getting cozy with some of our favorite classic films to get into the spirit. While stumbling across the world-renowned ‘Jack Frost’ we were delightfully reminded that Henry Rollins has an outstanding cameo as Charlie’s hockey coach, Sid. Given his knock-out Oscar worthy performance, it got us thinking: Why didn’t Rollins ride this wave further to the motherfucking bank? There are countless movies that could have been elevated by a simple one-liner from him. Here are twenty that come to mind immediately.

“National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation”

The Griswold’s neighbors Todd and Margo are easily the worst characters to ever be written into a scripted film. Can you imagine if Todd was played by Henry Rollins though? They’d probably make at least four spin-off movies and a Disney+ series out of it. Also, if Clark said to Henry even half the shit he says to the original Todd, you bet your ass he’d take the bottom of a mic stand to his fucking teeth. As we all know, any scene in which Chevy Chase suffers serious physical harm is the best scene of all time.

“It’s a Wonderful Life”

“It’s a Wonderful Life” is an undisputed classic in its own right, but let’s be honest, after being played marathon-style every Holiday season it’s starting to lose its edge. Through modern technology, producers could easily craft a scene in which Rollins appears as an angel and delivers an impassioned twenty-minute monologue to George Bailey regarding his need to burn down the Bailey Bank and Loan, making the film finally enjoyable for audiences new and old.

“Die Hard”

We’re gonna go out on a limb here and be the first to designate “Die Hard” as a Christmas movie. Now that that’s out of the way, we’re not just going to say that it should have had Rollins as a cameo. He should have been a fully-fledged co-lead. Everyone can agree that Bruce Willis really needed a friend in this one, and who wouldn’t want to see Henry Rollins beat the ever-living fuck out of Alan Rickman?

“Love, Actually”

Everything about this movie is so saccharine that watching it has been linked to several cases of adult-onset diabetes. A brief scene with a hardcore punk legend could have helped to roughen up the edges and who wouldn’t want to see Henry Rollins beat the ever-living fuck out of Alan Rickman?

“The Santa Clause”

Tim Allen’s breakout Christmas hit, “The Santa Clause” is certainly not without its charms. Still, we can’t help but think that Rollins would have made a great elf. Maybe toward the end of the movie he would have gifted audiences with an unhinged performance of “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” that resulted in a mosh pit so rowdy it destroyed Santa’s Workshop. That would have been a way better setup to whatever bullshit the sequel was.

“Four Christmases”

Through a comedy of errors, Vince Vaughn and Reese Witherspoon find themselves having to visit their respective parents separately during what should have been a vacation getaway to Fiji. Vaughn’s character obviously tries to get out of it whenever it is humanly possible. A simple solution was staring him in the face the entire movie: Just hire a ringer. Henry Rollins is just passable enough as a Vaughn stand-in that it could have worked wonders. Not only that, we’d get to finally hear Rollins’ oft overlooked voice-acting skills.

“Bad Santa”

Picture this: Billy Bob Thornton’s character is drinking himself to death in a bar, when Henry Rollins shows up to lecture him about how he’s poisoning his body. While it doesn’t end well, Rollins – having been charmed by Thornton’s “take no shit” attitude – shows up at the end to beat the shit out of all the cops during the penultimate scene. Isn’t that markedly cooler than the original?

“The Nightmare Before Christmas”

Why should goths have all the fun with this one? We thought Christmas was about bringing people together. Rollins wouldn’t even need a speaking role to bring much needed unity to the deeply fractured state of punk and goth relations. That’s the true meaning of Christmas.

“The Muppets Christmas Carol”

While The Muppets franchise may have created the single greatest adaptation of A Christmas Carol ever put to film, it is severely lacking in a puppet version of Henry Rollins. Close your eyes and picture some beefed up Muppet Rollins popping into a scene and tell us the movie wouldn’t have won Best Picture at the Oscars.

“Scrooged”

A modernized retelling of the Dickens classic “A Christmas Carol,” “Scrooged” took a lot of liberties with the original material. Rollins could have made a quick appearance as The Ghost of Christmas Future’s Assistant who briefly shows Bill Murray’s character what could happen if he doesn’t start going to the gym more.