Showing posts with label NIGEL PEPPER COCK. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NIGEL PEPPER COCK. Show all posts
Friday, January 16, 2015
Long Live The Cock
It's tough to top your debut album, especially when that auspicious release is Fresh White Reeboks Kickin Your Ass but San Fran supergroup Nigel Pepper Cock did exactly that with The New Way. Released just a year after their inaugural EP, their one and only full-length is chock full of old-school nods (Black Sabbath and Crass) as well as simple fucking sludgepunk slam. My favorite song is the metalcore-ish metal "Respect" - it seems so wonderfully unrehearsed and screams for a bloody mosh pit. The rest of it is a psychotically manic joyride of noise - I guarantee you will be pleasantly surprised by this one.
Labels:
DYSTOPIA,
HARDCORE,
NIGEL PEPPER COCK,
POST METAL,
SLUDGE
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Yay For Me!
Well, over the last week I decided to give the blog one final go and re-upload everything I had onto one of the other file hosting sites. Hopefully that one won't be taken down because I don't think I have the patience to do it all over again! In celebration of coming back online I present to you Northern CA supergroup Nigel Pepper Cock and their debut EP Fresh White Reeboks... Kickin' Your Ass! Featuring members of Brainoil, Destroy, Skaven and Dystopia, the band tears through 4 tracks of surprisingly sludgey hard-rockin' metal. Their official bio reads:
"Our story begins with 6 young men who were all college buddies, and members of the fraternity ALPHA KI COCK. The fraternity already had a reputation as being the WORST at Stanford University before these guys enrolled, and when they finally did, the whole campus was reeking of testosterone, stale beer, and dirt weed. One day our heroes decided to head down to Spring Break in Palms Springs, for some pre-summer party action. On their way home, they got lost in the desert, searching for a gas station. This is where their cosmic encounter began that put them on their path today. Call it Kismet, call is psycho kinesis, all that is known is that meeting Rick the Desert Dick changed their lives forever. They now had a purpose, a reason to exist.
Soon after, the dudes dropped out of college and moved to the not so peaceful streets of San Francisco. After a few years saving money by doing “odd jobs” aka working for crooked pimps and political leaders, our boys of summer were able to acquire musical instruments, and with time and patience, they learned to master them as well. And soon that cosmic light was shining and three words fell from the lips of god, NIGEL PEPPER COCK..."
Soon after, the dudes dropped out of college and moved to the not so peaceful streets of San Francisco. After a few years saving money by doing “odd jobs” aka working for crooked pimps and political leaders, our boys of summer were able to acquire musical instruments, and with time and patience, they learned to master them as well. And soon that cosmic light was shining and three words fell from the lips of god, NIGEL PEPPER COCK..."
For more write to Mauz at Life Is Abuse and he will hook your white ass up. Enjoy.
Currently watching: The Company Men
Currently listening to: Da Lench Mob Guerillas In Tha Mist
Labels:
DYSTOPIA,
HARDCORE,
NIGEL PEPPER COCK,
POST METAL,
SLUDGE
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)