
This one got to me...I have something about eyeballs, and I can hardly look at it. When I was a kid my buddy and I were playing with a frisbee and decided to put a spin on it so to speak. He turned it upside down and laid a nail in it. He then threw it to me. Needless to say, the frisbee didn't make it to me, but the nail got stuck in my head just missing my eye by a few centimeters. To this day I still have the scar. Ever since then I've been sensitive about things near my eye and have never been able to put eye drops in them. Somehow the GIF goes with the music featured in this post.
Not much going on here at Mustard Relics central at the moment. In important world news though, Kim Kardasian and her husband filed for divorce after 70 something days and Michael Jackson's doctor was found guilty of involuntary manslaughter. Other than that I believe the world is at peace and the human race has finally gotten all of it's inherent flaws worked out...oh joy, bliss, nirvana.
I've got some reviews coming up (are you ready for that), one CD and two books...someone out there must value my opinion round here...hahaha.
Was moving stuff off the computer and onto the external hard drive and ran into this (wish I had a hard copy). I was secretly a Cure fan in high school, but I don't think I appreciated them then like I do now, especially the early stuff...their first Peel Session from '78
the cure - killing an arab
the cure - 10.15 saturday night
the cure - fire in cairo
the cure - boys don't cry
Even earlier I think...punk fucking rock
the cure - heroin face (live)






My buddy Sam Atakra sent this to me, along with a bunch of other music, several months ago and I only just recently got around to listening to it. I'll be damned (really I already am) if it isn't (to use a word I used to use a lot in the 80's), bitchen. Discogs describes them as "alternative rock" and "goth rocks", but the band hit's a little harder than those categories seem to imply.
The Phantom Limbs were outta Frisco and were around from '99 to '05. This here 7" put out by Sam's
Atakra Productions was their first. I have yet to hunt down their other stuff to compare their later work but they were important enough to be signed by
Alternative Tentacles. What you get is sort of a hardcore gothy thing-a-ma-bob, sort of like early 45 Grave, but not really like them at all. Twisted like the Butthole Surfers but not like them at all either. I've heard a lot of shit in my time, by no means an expert in anything, but I've never heard anything like this (you probably have...if so, tell me who). The organ reminds me of going to church when I was a kid, but this is not church music (but it should be). Synth too, but not Flock of Seagulls synth, much more disturbing than that (although now that I think about it FoS was disturbing in it's own way). This is so Sam, that is to say, a naked people with masks kind of thing. The whole vibe is like a sick tortured carousel ride. All three tracks rip but the first is the rotten worm infested apple, the kid who pulled the wings off of flies, gave to his 2nd grade teacher. Enjoy...or do whatever it is you do to this type of music...
Hot Knives And Hornets
Shake A Baby
Murder Us Windpipes
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