Saturday, July 13, 2013
GREETINGS. So as all good music bloggers will do, I have been dreadfully neglectful of new uploads, link requests, and pretty much everything else in my life. I really am sorry, I met this girl named Spotify a while back and, well, we're in love...
Anyway, I just wanted to stop by my old watering hole and an let you guys know what I've been up to since I been gone. Basically, it's LUNCH, a lot of Lunch. We got this new tape here if you wanna give it a little listen. More importantly, LIKE US ON FACEBOOK cuz we have really low self esteem.
Finally, we are on this DELI "Artist of the Month" poll and we TOTALLY NEED YOUR HELP to crush some awful solo "indie" thing that keeps getting a bunch of votes (presumably from their family members...).
Ends on 7/18/13 so if anyone sees this page, please help us out! If we get some more votes I can promise you a superb post or to will be coaxed out of me..
Like any good punks, Portland's Lunch makes loud, fun music for questionable people.
Poised with fistfuls of thick guitar, pounding rhythms, and copious amounts of attitude, the quartet paints a range post-pop-punk melodies around a barrage of salacious lyricism. The influences involved look much The Gun Club playing Buzzcocks songs in the style of Wire. Mostly, though, it sounds like an upbeat collection of garage-y punk songs played with as much gusto as the rainy weather will allow. The band's first full length, "Quinn Touched the Sun", is throbbing musical effort filled with garage-pop anthems and post-punk ballads for any and all people who want to move their feet.
"Lunch play with a complete loss of inhibition that’s captured perfectly by latest cassette, Quinn Touched the Sun. Unbridled energy sweeps through their lo-fi recordings; dominated by fuzzy guitar riffs, chugging bass, pulsing drums and anarchic vocal shouts. It’s honest garage rock with a punk edge, complimented by noise-pop undertones that can keep a room moving with short, explosive songs. The group is about to depart on a west coast tour but keep an eye on their facebook page to hear about their homecoming and any future Portland shows. This kind of music is best experienced in person. - Benjamin Toledo, Deli Magazine
GIVE US LIKES ON FACEBOOK CUZ WE ARE SAD
Friday, January 18, 2013
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Sunday, December 30, 2012
Here we have Barry Adamson (of Magazine and Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds fame) creating a soundtrack to a movie that never existed. Enjoy.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Beggars Banquet 
Early positive punk for the goths...
I am currently in California visiting my family for the holidays. I was looking forward to escaping the cold and wet...
It followed me apparently.
Saturday, December 22, 2012
So I finally got around to looking the mediafire account and was absolutely floored at how many of the files have been restricted for copyright. I mean, we have all been watching this whole file sharing thing deteriorate recently but I am still committed to to sharing music with you guys. I guess it's time to switch to another host, though. I think I'm going to go with Zippyshare. We'll see how that goes. If any of you beautiful citizens of HIMK land have any other suggestions for a file host, please throw them my way.
Friday, December 21, 2012
This has been a pretty consistent listen for me as of late. I think you will enjoy it. Grimy swamp rock is good for those winter-time ailments anyway. And this is the good stuff... Like Scientists good... BIRTHDAY PARTY good...
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Vinyl Japan 
I feel like someone should come to my house and strangle me because I waited until now to finally listen to this band. I mean, I knew I was stupid, but know I know the true extent.
Here for your listening pleasure is the greatest sleaze-rock I have heard in a LONG time.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
I know you missed me. We won't get into the details of my technical difficulties but lets just we are back on track my friends.
As is often the case, this little update focuses on something that has been audibly harassing me quite frequently as of late. Some people have called these guys the Rolling Stones of Uruguay. I call them fun as fuck.
The vocalist sings in english and sounds like he has a French accent for no reason. Perfect.
These recordings span the years of 1965-1967.