Woodstock ’99

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Woodstock ’99 ‘99 Ta Life 12”

For those growing weary of what can easily be perceived as a stagnant era of hardcore punk music, I enthusiastically point you in the direction of WOODSTOCK ‘99, who are simultaneously elevating and delighting in taking the piss out of the genre. This refreshing record starts off with a couple tracks of juicy hardcore sound that’s fairly standard in approach, and from there it becomes increasingly unhinged until we find ourselves lost in the epic schizophrenia of “99 Problems,” and ultimately left at the mercy of the glitching, soundbite-ridden, genre-hopping madness of “Za Rat King.” You’ll start off unassumingly bobbing your head and end up not quite sure what just hit ya. The band’s penchant for hilarious titles remains intact (see the album name, as well as leading contender for song name of the year “Hotter than a Half-Fucked Fox in a Forest Fire”), while their musical restlessness becomes more palpable than ever, and the album’s concise run time leaves me thirsting for the next round. Well played.

Woodstock ’99 Super Gremlin 12″

I’m 99% sure that WOODSTOCK ‘99 is former FRIED EGG-ers who pulled up stakes from Virginia to settle in Cleveland, where their style of ripping hardcore probably feels right at home. Opener “La Casa De Fuck You” was on a Tetryon Tape (the one with Fred Durst on the cover) that came out last year, and it deploys a great, nagging one-note piano hook like POISON IDEA wants to be your dog. Maybe it’s the CB radio vocals, but the first half of “$800 Lunch Meat” sounds like MULE of all bands, erupts for a brief flash, then comes back down into a weird alt-rock vibe that could pass as TOADIES (or SEASON TO RISK, if yr frisky). “Pickled Drunk Driver” walks a peculiar line between ignorant hardcore stomp and SOUL ASYLUM’s semi-psychedelic heartland thrash. The more straightforward moments are high-class POISON IDEA tributes and probably go over like gangbusters in an Ohio City basement. “Green Oyster Dick” jacks a Bay Area punk structure and could have been on a split 7” with GRIMPLE back in the day. “Budget Inn” is all wailing guitar leads like a SCREAMING TREES song, but instead of Mark Lanegan’s growl, you’ve got a French lady talking. The other vital piece of information that you need to be aware of regarding Super Gremlin is that every song ends with a gong strike, a creative choice which this listener can only respect. Rats off to ya.

Woodstock ’99 Woodstock ’99 cassette

This is a nice little package that includes this band’s debut EP plus a bonus tune from a future release, all on one cassette with a goofy skater pic on the cover. In case you don’t already know, WOODSTOCK ’99 is folks from Richmond, VA’s CEMENT SHOES, relocated to Cleveland to tear it up Midwest-style. If you were a fan of the previous combo, you won’t be disappointed, as this rotten apple don’t steer too far from the magnolia tree. You even get a reworked CEMENT SHOES tune here. It’s pure USHC with lovely slurry/screamy Darby-meets-Cookie Monster vocals. Maybe not the most essential release, but if you’re a lover of the plastic-spooled rectangular format, you’ll most likely be picking this up pronto.