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“I’m bootlegging a collection of some of my favorite early Bloggers songs, all from before jam 75. I didn’t ask the dudes for permission! Don’t tell them! Essential and obnoxious Vancouver lo-fi/noise/indie/outsider jams.”

“This is the first digital only Hockey Dad release, something I’ll try to keep doing because that shit is FREEEEEEE. I still have a few copies of the Bloggers self titled CD available if anybody likes physical objects that play music anymore. Jarrett from Geographing/Student Loan may still be working on a release with The Bloggers, but I haven’t heard much about that lately so it may have fallen apart.”

“Cover collage by Ryan Dyck. That’s me.”

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The sticky girth ending at Labour Day had been interned. Spin towards Autumn, discard Summer’s buoyancy and grin at negative thoughts before it gets too cold.

August is the second longest month, after February, if you don’t pay attention to the number of days. A hit for every day until September!

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B-Lines - Love Will Keep Us Together (Captain & Tennille Cover)

Air conditioned songs about girls and other stuff. What’s your least favourite song?

Iceage (please pronounce it like a Descendents song, I would think it’s funny) is a band from Copenhagen with a Justin Bieber look-a-like, and you might have seen them in the copy of Viacom Magazine sitting in the bathroom of your shitty retail job.

I wore a Suicide shirt to work the other day and a guy got excited and told me about how Suicide invented Industrial and influenced Nine Inch Nails and didn’t mention punk once. Iceage is sort of like that. People keep calling them post-punk or hardcore or punk or no wave, because they work in all those frames of reference. They’re young and noisy and write catchy songs (a couple songs are pop-punk for sure, or maybe just Futureheads rip offs), so you probably like them already.

They arrived Stateside on tour not long ago, and last week they played a set on WFMU, including two covers that aren’t on New Brigade, for the new fan / completist.

Iceage plays their first Canadian show at Parts and Labour on August 17, with guests to be announced. My money is on Dentata.

I’m tempted to write this off and say that it’s everywhere, but it seems coherent to me. The synths and percussion feel weightless and summery even when they’re cold and dark. Maybe they match up with my dreams.

Pervert is the first track from Jakob Knudsen’s latest project, Contempt. It’s the beginning of what better end up a split cassette with Jelly Boyz this September.

“I made this song for a project I’ve been trying to get together for awhile. Its never really materialized because of conflicting schedules / flakes / lack of money, so I recorded this with help from Daniel at El Cheapo. It’s the first of hopefully at least a four song demo. The cut is really rough but I’m really excited to hear something I’ve had written for song long.” Jakob Knudsen

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Love Cuts’ new 7” is out now on Nominal Records. While the postal strike holds mail order hostage, you can download five tracks of Beat Happening cuddling with UK DIY, unless the internet finds a way to have a labour dispute too.

The Anne Hathaways got me foaming at the mouth when I saw them in Abbotsford last summer. That chaotic exuberance falling over Screeching Weasel pop-punk and Killed by Death covers had to be falling apart to be noticed, and as far as I know, it did collapse.

Then, a couple months ago I heard that most of the Anne Hathaways recorded a cassette called I Know Nobody Likes Me (since renamed Burger Flip Anthem) under the name Jelly Boyz. It’s really good adolescent pop-punk that says, “we don’t care what you think is cool,” and then adds, “fuck the Black Lips,” but their mom might be around so they don’t actually swear. Eight minutes of teens yelling in a garage about homophobia and break-ups, and having more fun than I have in months.

Today another EP went up on BandCamp. Doodle. Buttons. Antonioni. Television is only polished next to Burger Flip. You can piss and moan about it not being as raw (and I liked Jakob Knudsen’s production too), but it’s still primitive, and lets you see that the magic isn’t just in the messiness. It makes me want to put on Boogadaboogadaboogada! except I’d rather just listen to this.

Please keep playing music, and pass it on to good-looking friends.

jellyboyz.bandcamp.com