Tag Archive: D.I.Y
Pre album single release – Introducing what i have called Russ Crimewave 2.0 – basically me an acoustic and some backing tracks.
Two cover versions SUBVERT (zounds) and a Trumpified “Jackbooting in The USA” (Surgery Without Research) with two other tracks one not going on the album “You’re A Terrorist” and a non album version “This Means War”
Its a quid to download all tracks (all monies going to fund the album – both covers are free individually) and there will be a limited hand assembled CDR in a paper bag with a few things thrown in it to justify the 3.50 (free postage tho) for those that dont do digital.
HERE’S SOME DIY
That is the name of the compilation album that “Fit For Work” appears on
the link for the full review is here
I apprear on this 3 times as myself, on guiitar with DeKadanCe and bass with Surgery Without Research – If you dont want to read the whole thing which is highly encouraged as it is a cracker of a review – here are the review bits of all 3 tracks
Russ Crimewave donates one of the best songs of the entire collection with the gruff and raucous one man pulse ‘Fit For Work’. An antagonised masterpiece of raw, off the street musicianship that speaks to many folk who are at the brunt of the governments cold-hearted approach. Of course the bending fiddlers of those free fruits need a thumping but our artiste is concerned with those that are truly suffering and being told to get up and do that which they are not capable of. A searing piece this, a real miffed construction and a stand-out cutlet from a lengthy bout of absolute quality.
… the following westernised wank off of ‘What About You’ by DeKadence are a great couple of bedfellows with this latter song acoustically distorted and somewhat cavernously haunted and throwing the CD into new rhythmic realm. Folky and fucked this is a nice place to visit and keeps us alert as to what may come next
Surgery Without Research
Surgery Without Research plough on with a street based roughness, clout back with common people’s coarseness and bring to the table raw and ready silage from a sewer of discontent. Lacking frills, this open wound called ‘Pig Government’ bleeds threat and no matter how unprocessed it is, the fact remains that stuff like this is the backbone of a scene sometimes too pretentious for its own good.