I don't wanna hear it

Howdy there creeps, and welcome to this week's episode of Wednesdays With Andrew. First off...you'll probably notice that the format for these blog posts are changing slightly. As always, I'll continue to focus first and foremost on the selection of songs for the weekly playlist which will continue to drop, like cockwork, every Wednesday morning. I will include some notes around the music here and there, but won't do the full write ups that I've done in the past.

In addition, I'll start focusing more on doing reviews and write-ups for upcoming and recently released albums, and feature those on days that don't start with 'W'. So, if you're a punk band, or you know a punk band, or you know someone who knows a punk band, send me that shit and I'll write pleasant things about your music!

Alright, finally, to the music. This playlist has some fun little tunes, including a couple awesome covers. If you're into the 90s, we got you more than covered. And if you're not into the 90s, don't worry, we got some good stuff for you too.



Annnnd the web player link: https://play.spotify.com/user/agood1no/playlist/2DFLq68ikGIT4LRqe5DqXg

Some interesting tidbits from this week's selection:

The Meteors, opening this playlist with their spooky rendition of the classic by Sam Sham and The Pharoahs, are the first band to self-identify as psychobilly. I wonder how their parents took it...

Ten Foot Pole's song My Wall, from their sophomore album Rev, was also included on the first installment of Epitaph's famously curated Punk-O-Rama compilation series, released in 1994. My Wall was also my first taste of Ten Foot Pole, and I have been listening to them non-stop ever since.

The Night Marchers are a stoner/sludge rock outfit of the highest caliber, hailing from San Diego. You probably recognize the primal, vicious vox of lead man John Reis, who has been in a ton of bands, including Rocket from the Crypt, Drive Like Jehu and Hot Snakes. 

DAMN YOU TO HELL, 2016!! Another celebrity casualty of the Year-Which-Must-Not-Be-Named, Alan Vega was an artist, vocalist, weirdo extraodinaire, and half of the electro-punk duo known as Suicide. 

Shit, Kid Dynamite's cover of this classic tune by Minor Threat is fucking great. Everything Kid Dynamite does is great. Go listen to Kid Dynamite after this.

Swedish skate punk bands from the 90s are just the bee's knees. That's why we have two this week! Bonus points if you can point out both (hint: the band names rhyme with Frillencollin and Blow Gun rat Ball)

Hmmm why does this band Great Collapse sound so much like Richmond melodic hardcore gods Strike Anywhere? Possibly because this is Strike Anywhere frontman Thomas Barnett's latest project. Dooooooiiiiiii!

Cock Sparrer, the epitome of 70s working class street punk, derived their name from 'Cock Sparrow,' which is a Cockney term of endearment used between friends and family.

H2O is a great melodic hardcore band from New York! But DID YOU KNOW...it is also the chemical formation for mint chocolate chip ice cream?