On Robot Lust Records

Blue Shirts appear to own or help run Robot Lust Records, they are not a band I’ve heard of before coming across the Robot Lust myspace, their releases are usually on tape.

This appears to be a live recording, the quality of the sound is poor, it doesn’t take anything away from the fact this release is absolutely mental, Napalm death drumming, kind of miss pitched guitars, what appears to be screaming vocals but can be just the feedback, they are a noise band pure and simple, there are riffs trying but failing to make an impact. Strangely that’s why I like it, it’s kind of grungy, Sonic Youth idea but rougher.

This is not Avant grade music just abusive, in your face, music that like the leaflet that accompanied the release says they are barred from their local venues. What with this type of music? It appears obvious why. It must be regretfully noisy for the unsuspecting club owner that says “Yeah” to Blue Shirts and they turn up, plug in and fuck up any sounds that are relevant to convention.

Even though this is badly recorded and hard to hear in parts, as a live recording of a mental band I think it added quite nicely to DIYness they are trying to portray. As a noise band they have everything you need, with added shoegazebility, theres some heavy feedback drones that keep my interest throughout its distorted envelope.

Considering most of the releases are on tapes, and I only buy few tapes, this release has made me want more, I tell you it kind of reminds me Fantomas but with balls. A bit like The Locust but no screaming vocals that make them sound 5 years old. After it’s just finished I can easily go outside and rip someone’s face off. If you don’t like someone and fighting has never been your method of sorting out a situation, whack this on and change your mind man, go smack the fucker, and remember Blue Shirts told you to.

Okay well that’s not a sensible message, but it’s loud, aggressive, noisy, badly recorded, even has jazz and rockabilly samples and crowd noises, it’s not enjoyable enough that you can get your family round at Christmas in front of the fire, and have a nice listen because believe me grandmas head will end up in the fire. I find it quite amusing one-guy shouts “Woooo” and then the club owners appear to play a conventional song over the top just to have the third track by Blue Shirts rape any convention from the song that just was played unnecessarily.