Pink Reason
3:16 / Sweet Sinister - 7"
CDR024

from Kevin's liner notes

"Three Sixteen is an early recording with one of the very original Pink Reason lineups. Shaun Failure played drums. Tim Triplett on the Bass. I played an amplified twelve-string acoustic. HFK. Hatefuck Crew. Zone 13 Rejects. Hatefuck. Pink Reason. Desperate Living. All the same, but all different in their own way. This song was recorded in the kitchen of a dope farm in remote Northern Wisconsin.

(snip)

Sween Sinister was an ode to a particular substance that helped keep us awake through these rough times. (snip) This song has the distinction of being the only Pink Reason song not written by me. I came up with the words, but Shaun wrote the music himself. We were all tight up on speed and slamming Jagermeister and cheap beer. I played "bass" guitar and sang falsetto. It seemed to make sense at the time.

This is a document of the past. They all are. This one is the same, but somehow it's different.

7" - CDRSCY1! subscription only.

Edition of 250 (245 pink, 5 "deep" berry)

Mike Rep & the Quotas
Songs The Grackles Liked - 12" E.P.
CDR023

The first set of new recordings from Mike Rep & the Quotas since 2005's Black Hole Rock. Features Tommy Jay, Nudge Sqidfish, Jonny Furnace, and of course, Mike "Rep" Hummel. Four tracks total - Lemuria, I'm Goin' Down, Time on My Hands and I Was There.
Edition of 500

12" E.P. - $8 + $2 s/h
PRE ORDER (Due to a problem in manufacturing, the Quotas record has been delayed slightly. Expect it to ship in 4-6 weeks. Sorry for the Delay)

The Unholy Two
Kutter - 7"
CDR022

"Kutter" starts out in some plodding, kind of questionable James Williamson Stooge Explosion action, but once it lets loose it gets fucking crazy - fast rhythm and totally solid riffs, hurdled back and forth with reverb and delay, and benefiting from very sympathetic post-production. Buzzsaw jammer, will rock. Not too sure about "Porkys" as it points into a Lightning Bolt/Dan Deacon sorta artjock thing, but the same production and killer mixing helps this one out too as it gets going. A pure noise-rock single in 2008, right down to the offensive cover art; everything old is new again. Pretty rad.

-Doug Mosurock dusted

Music Samples Here

Edition of 500 (400 black, 100 "heritage" white)

Sold Out.
Please check with our distros for copies.
Look for a repress in the not-too distant future.

International Orders

Electric Bunnies
Fantastic Metal Eye - 7"
CDR021

For the first time in I don't know how many years something exciting is happening in Florida, and I'm not talking about Hanley Ramirez. From Miami to Orlando, bands like Shit Eagle, Jacuzzi Boys, Slippery Slopes and most notably Electric Bunnies are uniting against the bad metal and booty music that has plagued the Sunshine State for years.

-Doug Elliott Population:Doug

An Interview w/ the Bunnies here

Music Samples Here

Sold Out.

Edition of 500 (400 black, 100 "electric" blue)

Please check with our distros for copies.
Look for a repress in the not-too distant future.

International Orders

Tommy Jay
Tom's Tall Tales of Trauma - LP/ or extended CD
CDR020

The Long awaited re-issue of the nineteen eighty six Old Age/No Age cassette, Tom's Tall Tales of Trauma. Songs from ten years (out of thirty) of DIY barn and basement classics from Tommy Jay, member/songwriter and co producer of Ego Summit, Mike Rep & the Quotas, and the (Ohio) True Believers.

Tom's Tall Tales is musical dark matter, an unseen cosmic force connecting Ohio punk/folk 4-track 70's experiments to the Cowtown lo-fi explosion of the early 90's and on to today's New Generation of Ohio DIY 4-trackin' freaks.

"He's been my secret weapon all these years-Tommy Jay is he Pavarotti of Punk and so much more."
-Mike "Rep" Hummel

The extended CD features many bonus tracks including 2 songs from Ohio's legendary True Believers.

Edition of 500 LP's (100 clear purple, 400 black)
Edition of 500 CD's

LFW'd

LP - Sold Out
CD - $12 + $1.50 s/h

Guinea Worms
Box of Records - 7"
CDR019

It's been called Foster's "Louie Louie" by Rep himself - a song that surely developed out of nowhere in Will's brain and became that instant hit he'd been looking for. Not that I don't love songs about commercial pastries (see "Zingers"), but "Box of Records" just feels like something that'll last forever. I'm going to say that on top of alla that it's also the greatest rambling ballad to ever come out of Columbus.

Population:Doug

First edition of 500 (500 black - All artwork stamped)
Second edition of 300 (6 "guinea" grey, 294 black)

LFW'd

7" - $4 + $1.50 s/h

Necropolis
Song for a Working Man b/w Cocksuckerbastardmotherfucker - 7"
CDR018

It's not every record that makes you question the band's sanity. I can only imagine what Necropolis shows are like. They sound like fucking 19th century lunatics (but on guitars, drums, and keyboards instead of opium pipe). Seriously.

- Rocket Reducer

First Edition of 500 (100 clear green, 400 black - All artwork hand stenciled)

LFW'd

7" - Sold Out.

Necropolis
Stumpf - 7"
CDR017

Necropolis - Stumpf - Now a sound all their own, jerking around with tricky rhythms and beautiful squeals, carving a road map into the black, tar-stained, abyss. Can I call it pop guys?

-Kevin Elliott World of Wumme

Edition of 500 (100 pink, 400 black)

7" - $4 + $1 s/h

Grafton
Jumpstart Wire- LP/CD
CDR016/DCR007

We got together with Lou and Co. over at Dead Canary and did the vinyl run for this record because we like abuse and hate money and because our labels have the same initials, just in a different order. Plus it's fucking Grafton and it's their best record.

Grafton have lived the uncherished life since forming a decade ago: they've been shat upon, fired, stranded, frozen out, stiffed, seen friends die, been passed over by better looking bands, and all those hard knocks add up to the furious snort contained herein. If one must suffer for his art, it could be argued you hold the MagnafuckingCarta here, Nadine.

-Jerry Dannemiller February 2007

Edition of 500 (100 clear, 400 black)

LP - $11 + $1 s/h

Psychedelic Horseshit
Who Let the Dogs Out - 7"
CDR015

Armed with acoustic guitars that sound like trash cans, keyboards that sound like acoustic guitars and drums that sound like cardboard boxes, Psychedelic Horseshit quickly made a name for themselves in the current Columbus, OH lo-fi/punk rock revival. This is their first offering on vinyl. Equal parts Dylan and the Fall, Who Let the Dogs Out is a great example of Horseshit's dissafected brand of fuck-all.


First edition of 500 (100 white, 400 black) - Sold Out.
Second edition of 300 (300 black) - Sold Out.
Third edition of 300 (300 black)


7" - $4 + $1.50 s/h

El Jesus De Magico
Funeral Home Sessions - 7"
CDR014

I couldn't help but to be taken aback when I finally heard this. Atmospheric yet propulsory, serrated by slippery synth-hooks and a newfound tightness (a step away from the larval, early-Royal Trux carelessness by which the band used to embody) and about as discomforting as the surreal experience of stumbling into a beerless after-after-party for the first time. It took a day or two to finally get a good handle on this, but I have no problem with a little work when the sounds are so riveting. Perhaps the most exciting thing about this EP is that, like Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments before them, and the band manages to counter such morally deflating atonality from left-field, with dynamic and youthful vigor.

-Sean Wright the Z-Gun


Edition of 500 (100 white, 400 black. All artwork hand done)

7" - $4 + $1 s/h

El Jesus De Magico
S/T - CD
CDR013

Following the all-night whiskey-bender/recording session for El Jesus de Magico's self-titled debut, we awoke to a house full of broken pedals, busted drumheads, a lingering cloud of blow, and one hell of a classic album. Essential listening for those who have for too long been mourning the loss of original indie-rock thinkers (i.e., Royal Trux, The Jesus Lizard, Pavement, and Six Finger Satellite).

CD - $11 + $1 s/h

Night of Pleasure
E.P. - 7"
CDR012

The official debut (a demo tape, recorded by Jared Phillips, had been circulating for a few years now) from Night of Pleasure in the form of the Godard vs. Truffaut 7". It's the most "Columbus" sounding thing CDR has put out probably ever, which if you've been paying attention is quite a feat. Three tracks of varying fidelity, all pushed to maximum redness with plenty of swing and speed like the Turks loved to do it. Singer Jim Cowman sounds like a classic Cbus frontman: muffled, literate and pissed at your utter stupidity. Pick this one up if you forgot where the best punk scene of the 90's existed.

-Doug Elliott Population: Doug


Edition of 500 (100 blue, 400 black. Colored vinyl in hand painted art.)

7" - $4 + $1 s/h

Necropolis
The Hackled Ruff & Shoulder Mane - CD/LP
CDR011

The sound of frozen fire and brimstone hits the streets just in time for summer! Necropolis's long-awaited debut long-player is nothing short of a triumph-a true encapsulation of their pummeling live show. A neon punk album with hints of pre-Fontana Pere Ubu, Lee 'Scratch' Perry, the Stooges' Funhouse, and that first B-52''s album. But seriously...there's nothing else quite like this one. Edition of 500 (100 yellow, 400 black)


LP/CD - $11 + $1 s/h

The Proper Nouns
Birds & Butterfiles - CD
CDR010

The Proper Nouns' debut is an impressive and concise reading of Brit-fueled fuzz pop harkening back to that golden era of music when the world actually gave a shit about the NME. As the most Proper of the Nouns, Matt Ogborn's distinctive voice is a wonderful lead instrument- articulating intricate melodies amidst rolling drums and a hazy wash of guitars and keyboards.

CD - $11 + $1 s/h

The Stapler
Metaphysical Haircut - CD
CDR008

Produced by Times New Viking's Jared Phillips, Metaphysical Haircut is The Stapler's finest collection of fuzzy garage punk skree to date. It makes a primitive link between SST, Xpressway, and fellow, likeminded lo-fi Ohioans V3, Gaunt, and Guided By Voices. Edition of 500.

CD - $11 + $1 s/h

Jordan O' Jordan
Not Style, Nor Season, Nor Hard Handed Lesson - CD
CDR007

Jordan O' Jordan's amazing Not Style, Nor Season, Nor Hard-Handed Lesson, is a varied and unparalleled work. It marks O'Jordan's ascent into a growing favorite and Midwestern cult-hero (although he now resides in Seattle). Assisted by a who's-who of Columbus musicians, this album is an epic and beautiful thing, yeah!

First edition of 500 in hand screen-printed digipacks - Sold Out.
Second edition of 1,000 in plastic cases w/ paper sleeves - Sold Out.

The Stapler
Very Clean - CD/R
CDR006

This is the reissue of The Stapler's impossible to find first EP, featuring such early fan favorites as "Gin + Phonics" and "Andy Ellis Gets His (You Know You Want Me)." The 6 song cd-r features some delicate hand-drawn and collaged artwork, which is quite lovely. Edition of 200.

Out of Print

Times New Viking
Busy Making Love & War - 7"
CDR005

Times New Viking's first 7". Recorded before but released after their critically acclaimed Siltbreeze opus Dig Yourself, Busy Makin' Love and War is both a fractured art-twee classic and the perfect companion piece. It is lovingly fucked with by Mike Rep. Edition of 500 (100 red, 400 black.)

LFW'd

Out of Print

The Blue Revision
Day Terrors - CD
CDR004

The Blue Revision's sole release, Day Terrors, is a stunner from start to finish-each song is saturated with the type of musical ideas that make groups like Sonic Youth and Joy Division (obvious starting points) so influential. The Blue Revision is sadly missed, but you can't help but be thankful that there was room in their short history for this intense exercise in modern prog punk.

CD - $11 + $1 s/h

Necropolis
Stalking Mark E. Smith Around NYC - 7"
CDR003

Necropolis is just about the tightest (albeit drunkest) live band you'll see around these days, and the Mark E.-isms are in abundance on their debut single, "Stalking Mark E. Smith Around NYC." Reminiscent of the Country Teasers, but contrasted by an alluring late-night Siren vocal delivery. impression of their own. Edition of 500 in hand screen printed artwork.

Out of Print

Tree of Snakes
Lion - 7"
CDR002

Tree of Snakes finally gets laid...to wax! Their perennial set-closer and fan favorite, "I Am A Lion," is a cacophonous basement punk anthem. "Sex and Drugs," which could be mistaken for some long lost Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments noodle, and a version of "Serious Knife Fight" with alternate backing vocals which would make Dee Dee Ramone blush, round out the b-side. Edition of 500, each with crayon hand-colored Jeff Fernengel artwork.

7" - $3 + $1s/h

Terribly Empty Pockets
Sexy World - 7"
CDR001

"Sexy World" features amazingly well crafted, subtle melodies and lyrics behind a blasting drum beat and a wall of heavily strummed guitars. Think the Clean with heavier drums. Edition of 500, 200 with hand-sewn, silk-screened fabric covers.

"Terribly Empty Pockets "Sexy World" moves like very early Flying Nun stuff - keyboard wobble, incredibly nice buried hooks and all."
-The WIRE (ISSUE 256)

7" - $3 + $1s/h

Mike Rep & the Quotas
Black Hole Rock
Old Age/No Age CD, 2005

Or as it says on the tray card: "The Harrisburg Ohio Sessions 2004." I was around for the 70s proto-punk "scene" (ha!), albeit in Alabama and a bit of time in Indiana, but Mike "Rep" Hummel was one dude I didn't know about in the way-back-then. More's the pity to my ears, because his music has precisely the type of crunch and noise that has always triggered the R&R fever in my mind: MC5 and Stooges, yeah, but WITH Sabbath and Alice Cooper rolled up in the same ball o' confusion. Later listeners probably don't understand the deep connection between all that stuff at the time. Think Rocket From The Tombs, not Pere Ubu or the Dead Boys. These recordings done a couple years ago find Rep and the boys stompin' like it was still 1975--forget about the graying hair and decades in between. They open with "Rocket Music On," a new version of a 30-year-old Quotas classic. It's not as "lo-fi" now, but still sounds like nitrous-fried space-metal of the highest lowest order. Lead guitarist Johnny Furnace starts his reverb attack here and keeps soaring throughout the disc. At times, the band sounds like Hawkwind if they'd come from middle Amerika and swallowed more cough syrup than LSD. Or dig drummer Tommy Jay's "Florida Blue," full of the sleek Midwestern raunch that fueled Midwestern bands from the Litter to Sister Ray. It rocks, yeah, but with a heavy slouch and a cynical twinkle that still sounds precisely like the late 70s with a case of beer.

slippytown.com

CD - $8 + $1s/h