LOCAL SHOWS:
09.21.08 - Heavy Metal Parking Lot 4PM - March on the South Fest.
10.07.08 - Hi Ho Lounge 9PM with Sourvein, Zoroaster, DBS, and Hellkontroll.
10.25.08 - Bike Race after party (NOLA) with Turboslut and Mars.
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Thanks to everyone who helped us out on tour.  We appreciate all the support.
 
We sold out of the Malfeasance / Retribution 10"s on tour.  If you want a copy, get in touch with Rimbaud or Feast of Tentacles (they're waiting on the booklets from us, but we should have them overseas very soon!).  We're also out of both the tour shirts.  Right now we have copies of the Black September split 7", the To Carry a Stone 7", the Peasant LP, the Peasant CD (which collects the 7" and the LP), and a handful of Tyrant CDs.  We're going to save all of these for local folks, so get them from us at a show.  If you're from out of town, get in touch with the labels who put those out.  They all have plenty more copies than we do and are all run by amazing friends.  We have the Relapse shirts in and will post pictures soon.  We're also doing another limited run of the Smoke Pigs hoodies.  If you want one, get in touch ASAP

Right now, we're trying to play as few shows as possible, so we can write and record for all the splits in the works.  After that, we'll start working on the third full length and the split with Pygmy Lush.

 

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The Work Ethic Myth (Peasant LP)
We have paved the roads that have led to our own oppression.  Fear of the unknown, of rejection, has put brutes and villains in power.  The fetters that restrict our arms and throats were cast by our own hands, just as we have set our own guards at the door.  We drag boulders a thousand leagues to erect their palaces.  We have established a system of education that celebrates sacrifice and creates generations of slaves.  Hold hands in a ritual of deception.  Hold hands in a ritual of desolation.  Hold hands in a ritual of self destruction.  We are the accomplice class: footstools for our masters, spineless bastards all.
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An Age Imprisoned (Peasant LP)
One thousand shattered mirrors could never erase this grotesque image from my mind.  The chains of one million addictions can never ease the discomfort of my consciousness.  Every waking thought centered on this weak, despicable, hideous shell.  In stance and walk and all movement--secrets are laid bare.  Nothing left, but our eyes cannot meet.  Clearly, repugnance dances across your face as you silently laugh at the misshapen husk shambling before you.  Trapped in this decaying tomb, trapped in this wretched prison--confined to flesh.
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Belt of Fire to Guide Me, Cloak of Night to Hide Me (Peasant LP)
Red am I in battle.  Red the ravens at my heels.  I will keep no terms with my enemies.  Always on the point of perishing, always in danger--but to give an inch, to make any compromise, a single concession--is defeat.  Burn away these eyes that seek weakness.  May their quests lead them to the wolves-- to fang, to claw, to axe, to sword.--tearing, ripping, cleaving, left by the wayside of man.  Red am I in battle.  Red the ravens at my heels.
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Burning Black Coals and Dark Memories (Peasant LP)
My mistakes light up the sky, a horde of blazing stars through night's black curtain.  They guide me safely along an endless passage over dangerous waters.  From the summit of a towering mountain, leaping at once to a jagged shoreline, flesh and muscle impaled.  I have destroyed that bridge, but the gift of strength and defiance can never be damaged.  If my haven is but a weight chaining me to stagnation, then I must call to the thunder to break these bonds, escape into the chaos of the burning sands, and surround myself in self destruction.  And surround myself in deconstruction.  So it is the consequence of exploration and expansion.  Alone--self discovery.  Recognition of power.  Isolate intelligence.  I am the emissary.  I am the balance.  I am the beginning.  I am the end.x
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They Stretch Out Their Hands (To Carry a Stone EP)
The fire's light casts shadows across the faces of abandoned gods.  Looming stone monoliths stand silently as a pantheon of superstition burns:  emotional immolation.  The thorned crown of self sacrifice, the horns and fur of immature rebellion, the false personification of nature--gives way to this passionate holocaust, to a reawakening of reason, to the triumph of the will.  The stars' dull shine offers not approval nor any earthly feeling.  It only illuminates our naked forms.  Throw your frail bodies down.  Throw your white bodies down.  Throw your skinny bodies down.  Throw your pale bodies down.
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The Road of Many Names (To Carry a Stone EP)
Pale-skinned, marsh dwellers, emerge from your murky caves.  Wanderlust takes hold.  The way stands clear, a gaping maw set to swallow the future.  We travel across the burning sands to an open coast, greeted with waves of indifference.  Northward--over mountains which rise like spears offering twisted paths, crooked smiles at the abysmal nothingness above.  Oh, these sour times.  We return covered in rags and our filth, dissension in our ranks like our closest friend.  Home has been sacrificed in the harvest of experience.
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Smoke Pigs (Thrive & Decay EP with Black September) (one, explanation, two, three, four, five, Jena Six)
Please calm down with all the violent rhetoric.  Some people who put on a badge are just trying to help people--just trying to do some good.  My dad, mom, uncle, aunt, brother, sister, son, daughter is a cop.  I don't want to hear another word about bribery. I don't want to hear about  racial profiling, broken bones, or prison rape--or another unarmed kid filled from head to toe with fifty government-issued bullets.  There is a fundamental flaw in your desire.  There is a psychological deficiency in policing others.  Those who maintain a structure of unjust laws, those who bow to the province of the few, those who would coerce others under the implicit threat of violent subjugation--your reign is at an end.  When they attack in the name of the law, we will retaliate in the name of liberty.
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Their Hooves Carve Craters in the Earth (The Evolution of a Group Under a Bad Influence) (Malfeasance / Retribution)
The memories of revolution disappear as the wind shifts.  But a mighty, reckless, shameless, conscienceless, proud crime--it rumbles in distant thunder.  And do you not see how the sky grows presciently silent and dark?  Propaganda must be by deed:  insurrection, assassination, bombing.  Resignation is death.  Revolt is life.  I will never willingly wear the chains of your sacred concepts:  Natural Law, Common Humanity, Reason, Justice, The People.  There is no hope in conditioned morality.  I deny everything and affirm only myself.  We can all enter this bitter class struggle.  We are all ordinary workers, natives.  We must rise in revolt if we will rise in this world.  Resignation is death.  Revolt is life.
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The Severed Genitals of Every Rapist Hang Bleeding From These Trees (Malfeasance / Retribution)
These open hands that once would have offered forgiveness and even rehabilitation are now closed fists bludgeoning flesh.  A knife across your throat opens a wide, red mouth forever mute to taunts, to insults, to threats.  You are nothing, empty, worthless.  If only it was enough to lock you away in the deepest, darkest hole.  Swallow the bitterness of my tongue.  Absorb the nectar of my discharge.  Feel my hatred crashing down on you like a hammer--caving in your skull, spilling to the floor all that empty rhetoric about art, betrayal, and desire.  Oh, to string up your naked body like the soulless devil that you are.  To stab and dismember your hanging form.  Let the blood rain down and wash away this pointless shame, this unnecessary guilt, this unbearable violation.  And now decorate the trees with the corpse of past transgression--adornments of vengeance, a forest of abatement, a monument to suffering.  You are nothing, empty, worthless, a black hole.
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Rats and Mice and Swarms of Lice (I Pass Like Night, From Land to Land EP with Leech)
It's not my fault.  I'm a victim of stolen youth, born a villain.  This life impoverished, this mind untrained--where else can I turn but to violence, to the power of intimidation, to attack and abuse?  Forever searching for advantage, any advantage.  It's not my fault.  I'm just following orders.  Maintaining these sacred laws, ever obedient.  Forever searching for any sign of crime, of deception.  Unless crime would serve my own ends, then I attack and abuse.  It's never my fault.  I'm a victim of unwarranted abuse.  Born to privilege, always on top, but always on guard, forever searching for any sign of threat.  We are not safe.   
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Here I Stand Head in Hand (I Pass Like Night, From Land to Land EP with Leech)
That stained light of truth I abhor, that unflinching glimmer of experience...  The world has turned its back and left me with shit.  Nothing inside, only void:  vacant eyes, vacant mind, vacant hope.  Summon the strength.  I was not wrong to be afraid.  The cup of life is forever poisoned.  But if all in this time lies beyond my grasp, then this one final act will be fully in my control.  One brief moment, and I am freed of everything, liberated from this painful existence.
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Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos (Haarp split)
It began as simple subversion of politics by just a handful of proactive liberals: support from the outside to petty thieves, criminal masterminds, and seething malcontents.  While we re-educated ourselves in confinement, our allies began infiltrating the positions of repressive power.  Many years it would take.  But soon we held all the keys.  And all doors were opened.  The destruction of oppression birthed baptismal flames of a bright, new future.  Fire to the prisons.
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The Song of Illuminate Darkness
Clairvoyance is unnecessary to witness the path of civilization.  If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face--forever.  The behaviors imposed on us by society are but a veneer that surrounds the darkness, a saving illusion hollow at the core.  The darkness is the truth.  It stands in silent righteousness, the background that reveals the foreground.  And no human fabrication can supplant it with dustbin of progress.  We've stolen fire from the gods to raze the concrete tombs erected at their bequest.  We've cried our sorrows to the wind and the earth.  And the pines stretch upwards like Nature's own fingertips straining towards the sky.  They will reach out and pull down every ivory tower, destroying the elite, and returning arcane knowledge and lore to all.  And now we can remove our masks and seek vengeance, a saboteur in every occupation and a wrench in every machine.  Actualize industrial collapse.  Take my hand and climb upon this mountain.  Seek the horizon.  Outside the walls of civilization lies a wilderness beyond belief and without end.
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Tyrant (Tyrant LP)
We're slaves to conditioning.  Hidden eyes judge us from the heavens, unseen fingers choking free will back down our throats.  You can never escape the foul presence of christianity.  And to ignore the divine contradictions, and to reject a fictitious morality, and to scorn superstitions, and to put your faith in logic--this is the path to your damnation.  And you shall know them by the fruit they bear:  intolerance, manipulation, genocide.  All in the name of a god conjured in the imaginations and machinations of men.  How dejected and unfulfilled.  Look to me in hate, pity or indifference--but don't expect longing or acceptance in these eyes, or in these words--not for your pompous egotism, boisterous moral posturing, righteous indignation, or resignation to constant suffering.  I would rather burn in hell than cling to man-made falsehoods.  I would rather live in constant doubt and fear, expecting an unfeeling abyss than embrace false hope or extravagant fairy tales.  There is no great shaper in the heavens.  Nothingness awaits.
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With a Cold, Life Extinguishing Elegance (Tyrant LP or demo version)
What do you want me to say?  What would you have me do?  Must I rip out my own tongue and deafen these ears, stop an uncomfortable conversation before it starts?  Must I tear out my own eyes, so I don't have to watch this constant self mutilation?  Excuses.  Lies.  I swallowed them whole.  Must I bite my lip so hard that a river of blood will choke back the criticism you're sure to hear in my voice?  You cannot stop.  I will not stop.  Excuses and lies, I swallowed them whole.  Oh, godless day with no sun to see that I've gone.  And the night will not miss the breath from my lungs.  It just moves on.
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Fucking Chained to the Bottom of the Ocean (Tyrant LP or demo version)
This freezing chamber is inescapable.  These ashen walls are insurmountable.  Empty sockets see nothing but black, black, black abyss.  Endless gloom.  Endless solitude.  A lifeless form.  Twilight eternal.  The current sweeps their bodies to shore.  The last reminder of the death they endured.  Of the oceans depths, they are now sure.  No escape.  Reaper, join us.  Father of death, return to us.  Empty sockets see nothing but black, black, black abyss.  We are all lost between hell and the sea.  The surface is shimmering--just beyond our reach.  Why?  Why have we been abandoned?  Shadows grasp at the ghosts of memories.  There is no release.  There is no end in sight.  Tomorrow will never come.  I cannot let go.  I can never let go.
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I Was Ignored.  And Judged.  And Cast Down. (Tyrant LP or demo version)
Fire made flesh.  Renounce the throne.  Screams split the sky.  Fall to the sea.  My heart has been reshaped in flames of treachery, bent beneath the hammering blows of alienation.  It's now a dark thing of iron resolve and unyielding hatred.  Grinding my teeth in contempt...  Free will made flesh.  Renounce the divine.  With black sword in hand, my steps carry me back to my tormentors.  I realize all the grim sternness of my own cold building with its wealth of breathing misery and my own desolate heart to endure it all.  But it is the curse of greatness that it must step over dead bodies to create new life.  And now there is change. The serpent has turned its head to strike its master.  Those suffocating under dominion have broken their chains.  Privilege destroyed.  Wealth ground to dust.  Power laid to waste.  Grinding teeth in contempt, with black swords in hand, stepping over dead bodies, and creating new life.
Monstrance (Tyrant LP)
The enchantment is broken forever.  The bonds are severed.  Now brush away these puppet strings.  No more will I dance to the steady beat of lies.  Get this through your head:  We are done.  The future in your eyes is washed away in reality's tide.  My blind faith is washed away in reality's tide.  Infallibility is washed away in reality's tide.  The ebb and flow that once drew me back has ground me to shore while you're lost at sea.  Wave after wave after wave after wave, the truth finally revealed.  Patience worn away.  Sympathy worn away.  How long did we drag this out?  I you had let me, would I have let it go on forever?  How many times did you look me in the eye and lie right to my face?  Were you just laughing away the whole time?  Or did you just look at me in pity and disgust?  Now we have escaped from beneath the shadow of Ouroboros.  Misery perpetual.  Now I've turned my back on emotional wreckage.  Now I've paid respects to the corpse of hopeful dreams.  Now silence surrounds.  Silence can be broken by reminiscence, by self recriminations.  You were right.  You're not a good person.  And you're not worth my time.  You were right.
 
What Blood Still Flows From These Veins (Tyrant CD)
Twenty-six years of self-imposed exile.  Now I stagger from the desert, both eyes blind, without hands.  But I still see.  And I must act.  Is there nothing left to do but dissolve my conscience?  What good is sympathy, what good is approval, when everyday I put on this hood and cleave the guilty limb from limb?  Guilty of what?  Of being subordinates to a race of egotistical misanthropes.  We breed them without limbs and then rip them from their mother's womb.  We pack their bodies together as tight as we can, stand them amongst urine and feces.  Inject them with chemicals, livestock hacked apart piece by piece until the eyes we spray with poison just barely make out their impending doom.  But screams can't come from throats covered in cancer.  And there is no willpower left in a heart we infected with AIDs.  Our axes are sharp, but we still cut them slow.  They must feel every agonizing second of pain.  They must know who's in charge.  Ignorance and sloth rule the land.  But an army rises from the ashes of despair.  You can see a forest of black banners on the horizon.  Marching ever so closer.  Marching.
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The Defeatist's Lament (We Pass Like Night, From Land to Land EP)
Homme mort ne fait guerre et je suis mort.  
 
Unmasked (We Pass Like Night, From Land to Land EP)
Acceptance (Tyrant CD) | Solace (unreleased) 
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Into the Void 
Rocket engines burning fuel so fast, up into the night sky they blast.  Through the universe the engines whine.  Could it be the end of man and time?  Back on earth the flame of life burns low.  Everywhere is misery and woe.  Pollution kills the air, the land and sea.  Man prepares to meet his destiny.  Rocket engines burning fuel so fast, up into the night sky so vast.  Burning metal through the atmosphere.  Earth remains in worry, hate and fear.  With the hateful battles raging on, rockets flying to the glowing sun.  Through the empires of eternal void, freedom from the final suicide.  Freedom fighters sent out to the sun escape from brainwashed minds and pollution.  Leave the earth to all its sin and hate and find another world where freedom waits.  Past the stars in fields of ancient void, through the shields of darkness where they find love upon a land a world unknown where the sons of freedom make their home.  Leave the earth to Satan and his slaves.  Leave them to their future in the grave.  Make a home where love is there to stay.
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Sweat Leaf 
Alright now.  Won't you listen?  When I first met you, didn't realize.  I can't forget you, for your surprise.  You introduced me, to my mind, and left me wanting, you and your kind.  I love you.  Oh you know it.  My life was empty, forever down.  Until you took me, showed me around.  My life is free now.  My life is clear.  I love you, sweet leaf, though you can't hear.  Come on now, try it out.  Straight people don't know, what you're about.  They put you down and shut you out.  You gave to me a new belief.  And soon the world will love you, sweet leaf.
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Lord of This World 
You've searching for your mind don't know where to start.  Can't find the key to fit the lock on your heart.  You think you know but you are never quite sure.  Your soul is ill but you will not find cure.  Your world was made for you by someone above.  But you choose evil ways instead of love.  You made me master of the world where you exist.  The soul I took from you was not even missed.  Lord of this world: Evil possessor.  Lord of this world: He's your confessor now.  You think you're innocent you've nothing to fear.  You don't know me, you say, but isn't it clear?  You turn to me in all your worldly greed and pride.  But will you turn to me when it's your turn to die? 
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Black Sabbath 
What is this that stands before me?  Figure in black which points at me.  Turn around quick, and start to run.  Find out I'm the chosen one.  Oh no.  Big black shape with eyes of fire, telling people their desire.  Satan's sitting there, he's smiling, watches those flames get higher and higher.  Oh no, no, please God help me.  Is it the end, my friend?  Satan's coming 'round the bend.  People running 'cause they're scared.  The people better go and beware.  No, no, please, no .
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Sifting 
Afraid to grade.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Cross, self loss.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Wet your bed.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Some feel none.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Your eyes, teacher said.  Preacher said.  Don't have nothing for you.  Spell the smell.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Search for church.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Wet your bed.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Cold and coals.  Wouldn't it be fun.  Your eyes, teacher said.  Preacher said.  Don't have nothing for you. space

Upcoming:
Tyrant LP repress (Southern Lord)
Pygmy Lush split (Robotic Empire)
At Daggers Drawn EP / Human Intruder split (Dead Earth Records)
The Retaliation of the Immutable Force of Nature 12" EP (Gilead Media)
Kingdoms (limited triple cassette Tyrant - Peasant collection on Peasant Magik / Drugged Conscience / Unholy Hand)
Our Enemy Civilization / Mohoram Atta split (Communique / Get Stoked / Forever Escaping Boredom / Mangina / Young Summer)
Haarp split (One Eye / Streaks)
Moloch split (Feast of Tentacles)
This Time Tomorrow split (Level Plane)
The City is the Tower split (Level Plane)
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Discography:
To Carry a Stone EP (Noxious Noize, July 2008).
Peasant LP (Level Plane, July 2008).
Peasant - To Carry a Stone CD (Autopsy Kitchen, June 2008).
We Pass Like Night, From Land to Land EP / Leech split (Woodsmoke, June 2008).
Thrive & Decay EP / Black September split (Halo of Flies / Shaman / KNVBI / Injustice of Humanity / Buried in Hell / One Eye, June 2008).
Malfeasance / Retribution EP (Rimbaud and Feast of Tentacles, June 2008).
Tyrant and The Retaliation of the Immutable Force of Nature CD (Gilead Media, March 2008). 
Tyrant tour CDr (Morbid Massakre Records, September 2007), out of print.
Tyrant LP (One Eye Records, September 2007), out of print.
tour demo (self-released, June 2007), out of print.
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Feedback:
If anyone else has any photos or video or reviews, please let us know.
Brooklyn Vegan blog - blurb.
More pictures from the Oldhcdude - The Smell, Relax Bar, AWS.
AWS Outdoor Arena - They Stretch Out Their Hands, Into The Void, Smoke Pigs.
San Jose - Rats and Mice and Swarms of Lice, They Stretch Out Their Hands, Work Ethic Myth.
2008 at Gilman St. and Jose San Jose House from Erick - photos.
Global Domination - Peasant review.
From the Bike Barn show in Maine - live recording.
Sludge Swamp blog - Tyrant review.
Temple of Despair blog - Tyrant review.
Fiends Applaud blog - newer review of the Tyrant LP.
Burial Rites - radio webcast.
Zyk's Asylum - Tyrant review from Portugal.
Transmission - review of the Tyrant LP from Denmark.
Pivotal Rage - review of the demo.
Profane Existence - blurb.
Metal Archives webzine (written by Paul from Leech) - review.
2007 Gilman St. and the Encinal House shows (taken by Seth from Mohoram Atta) - photos.
A few more (from Donny Mioli) - photos.
Videos from the Portland show, bad sound quality, but a great time - Pigs, Chained, Blood.
Review of the Tyrant LP (written by Andy Low) - Robotic Empire distro.  
October 11th, 2007 entry in Charlie's blog - review.
Metalz - demo review.
RCP Zine - Fucking Chained to the Bottom of the Ocean video from the Iskra show.

 

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personal archive post-Björn
(110) 07.19.08 - House of Screamo (Baton Rouge) with Fiya and Barghest.
(109) 07.18.08 - Big Top (New Orleans) with Haarp, The Ergs, Hunchback, The Loblaws, Rougarou, and The Rooks.
(108) 07.16.08 - White Swan (Houston) with Dissent and PLF.
(107) 07.15.08 - OKC Infoshop (Oklahoma City) with Stasis Death and Flood.
(106) 07.14.08 - Winnings Coffee Company (Albuquerque) with Ronoso and Adobe Homes.
(105) 07.13.08 - The Tribe (Pumpkinville) with Do Tremble & Fall Silent.
(104) 07.11.08 - AWS Outdoor Arena (Rowland Heights) with Leech, Aghast, and Giuda.
(103) 07.10.08 - Relax Bar (Los Angeles) with Leech and Lake of Blood.
(102) 07.09.08 - The Smell (Los Angeles) with Leech and Lake of Blood.
(101) 07.08.08 - Biko Co-Op (Santa Barbara) with Leech and Die Young.
(100) 07.07.08 - mountaintop (San Luis Obispo) with Leech and Skull Collector.
(099) 07.06.08 - Bike Church (Santa Cruz) with Leech and Fell Voices.
(098) 07.05.08 - In Disgust House (San Jose).
(097) 07.04.08 - Gilman Street (Berkeley) with Leech, Black Cobra, Lid Toker, and Times of Desperation.
(096) 07.03.08 - Scourge House (Oakland) with Leech and Fell Voices.
(095) 07.02.08 - The Yellow House (Arcata) with Leech.
(094) 07.01.08 - Backyard Barn (Eugene) with Leech, Skarp, and Facing Extinction.
(093) 06.30.08 - Burial Grounds (Salem) with Leech and Moths to the Flame.
(092) 06.29.08 - Pauls to the Walls House (Portland) with Leech, Ealdath, Moths to the Flame, and Kudzu.
(091) 06.28.08 - Rosie's House (Olympia) with Leech, This Time Tomorrow, Die Young, The Separation, and Ancient Head.
(090) 06.28.08 - Squid & Ink (Georgetown) with This Time Tomorrow, Marginal Way, and every shitty band from Seattle.
(089) 06.27.08 - Cascadian forests (outside Seattle) with Leech, Drakul, Irony, Nihilistic Terrorist, Galdr, and Slutvomit.
(088) 06.26.08 - Dog City / Camp Nowhere with Leech, This Time Tomorrow, and Marrow.
(087) 06.25.08 - The Boulevard (Spokane) with Behold, Doom Lit Sky, and Merrick Diaries.
(086) 06.24.08 - The Boutique (Boise) with Hummingbird of Death.
(085) 06.23.08 - Panther Country (Denver) with Kingdom of Magic.
(084) 06.22.08 - Haunted Kitchen (Lawrence) with Stull.
(083) 06.21.08 - Borg Ward (Milwaukee) with Black September and People Again.
(082) 06.20.08 - Casa Maldita (Chicago) with Against Empire, Black September, Riotous, and La Armada.
(081) 06.19.08 - The Tomb (Madison) with Black September and SFN.
(080) 06.18.08 - The Cube (Minneapolis) with Cockskar and Cocksnot.
(079) 06.17.08 - The Dirt Collective (Dayton) with Dripfeeder.
(078) 06.16.08 - Legion of Doom (Columbus) with Locusta and Dead Sea.
(077) 06.15.08 - Disgraceland (Philadelphia) with The Estranged, Red Dons, and Love City.
(076) 06.14.08 - Supreme Trading (Williamsburg) with Against Empire, Disystema, The Villains, and Attake.
(075) 06.14.08 - ABC No Rio (Brooklyn) with Backstabbers Inc., Luau, and Vermefug.
(074) 06.13.08 - The Tinderbox (Brattleboro) with Luau, Nam Buddies, and The Grateful Undead.
(073) 06.12.08 - Rollingsford with Vaast and Luau.
(072) 06.11.08 - Bike Barn (Falsmouth) with Eld.
(071) 06.10.08 - Jer's House (Dover) with L'Antietem and Luau.
(070) 06.09.08 - Allston Academy (Allston) with L'Antietem and Luau.
(069) 06.08.08 - The Thunderdome (Providence) with Creosote and Disaster Strikes.
(068) 06.07.08 - Balls Bluff Taverne (Leesburg) with Pygmy Lush, Tideland, and John Wayne Hero.
(067) 06.07.08 - The Light House (DC) with Salome and Starve.
(066) 06.06.08 - Artist Underground Cafe (Richmond) with Mammoth Grinder, Cough, and Onion.
(065) 06.05.08 - Bull City Headquarters (Durham) with From the Depths, Revolutionary Youth, and Man Will Destroy Himself.
(064) 06.04.08 - Flicker (Athens) with Nacionale, Bukake Boys, and Scruf McGruf.
(063) 05.23.08 - 831 Violet St. (Baton Rouge) with Die Young, Legion, and Jude Fawley.
(062) 05.10.08 - Northgate Taverne (Baton Rouge) with Paramaya, Black Cabbage, Geezers in Boots, and Fat Sabbath.
(061) 04.23.08 - Q-Jeff-Michael House (Baton Rouge) with Who Calls So Loud, The Network, We the Living, Party Time.
(060) 03.18.08 - 219 Chimes (Baton Rouge) with Pygmy Lush, Ghastly City Sleep, Constants, Junius, Look Mexico, Cougar Den.
(059) 03.17.08 - Dragon's Den (New Orleans) with Torche and Haarp.
(058) 02.23.08 - The Big Top (New Orleans) with Fatter Than Albert, Black Belt, and a horde of lousy ska bands.
(057) 02.16.08 - Spanish Moon (Baton Rouge) with Parasytic and Barghest.
(056) 02.16.08 - Q-Jeff-Michael House (Baton Rouge) with Parasytic and Big Baby.
(055) 01.22.08 - St. Roch Taverne (New Orleans) with Man the Conveyors and Unicorn.
(054) 01.06.08 - 219 E. Chimes (Baton Rouge) with Loaded for Bear, We Need to Talk, and Recovery Period.
(053) 12.15.07 - Rally Point (Memphis) with Senguine, Strangled Blue, Sacrum, and one more Pantera wannabe band.
(052) 12.14.07 - Cave Nine (Birmingham) with Die Young, Now I Have a Machine Gun, Legion, and Demur.
(051) 12.13.07 - Tarantula Arms (New Orleans) with Hellkontroll, We Need to Talk, Pussyhawk, and Lincoln Battalion.
(050) 11.21.07 - The High Ground (Metairie) with Circle Takes the Square and A Hanging.
(049) 11.20.07 - Dragon's Den (New Orleans) with Iron Lung and We Need to Talk.
(048) 10.18.07 - Dragon's Den (New Orleans) with The Minor Times and Engineer.
(047) 10.13.07 - Augustine's (Hammond) with Nautilus and Drysocket.
(046) 10.12.07 - Spanish Moon (Baton Rouge) with Jesu and Wolves in the Throneroom.
(045) 10.06.07 - Government St. (Baton Rouge) with Haarp, Justinbailey, In Tomorrow's Shadow, and Marginal Way
(044) 10.05.07 - The Black Hole (Chicago) with Wojczech, Catheter, The Skuds, Protestant, Rat Bastards, Tras de Nada, La Armada, Abrade, Moral Decay, and Rager.
(043) 10.04.07 - Chris & Erin's House (Milwaukee) with Wojczech, Catheter, Abaddon, and Fuck Dogma.
(042) 10.03.07 - Ghost House (Lincoln) with Building Better Bombs, Ghost Towns, and Aaron Back When.
(041) 10.02.07 - Kingdom of Doom (Denver) with Aphelia-A-Go Go.
(040) 10.01.07 - The Bouquet (Boise) with Heibarger.
(039) 09.30.07 - Burial Grounds (Salem) with Leech and Facing Extinction.
(038) 09.29.07 - Camp Nowhere (Seattle) with Behold, This Time Tomorrow, Strength to Endure, and Same Sex Dictator.
(037) 09.28.07 - West Seattle American Legion Halll (Seattle) with Behold, Vanguard, Living in Ruins, Get the Most, and True Competition.
(036) 09.27.07 - 17th and Weidler (Portland) with Leech and Cower.
(035) 09.26.07 - The Underground (Redding) with Die Young, 32 FPS, Separations, and All Teeth.
(034) 09.25.07 - 1915 1/2 22nd (Sacramento) with Warm Streams and Night Nurse.
(033) 09.21.07 - Gilman Street (Berkeley) with Mohoram Atta, Acts of Sedtition, Outraged, Dukes Up, and Warbird.
(032) 09.20.07 - Encinal House (Santa Cruz) with Mohoram Atta and Acts of Sedition.
(031) 09.19.07 - KCPR 91.3FM (San Luis Obispo) with the SLO punks.
(030) 09.18.07 - Biko House (Santa Barbara) with No Man's Land and Mike XVX.
(029) 09.17.07 - Jerry's Garage (Los Angeles) with Retaliate.
(028) 09.16.07 - The Clinic (Santa Ana) with Celestial Indifference, Duhkha, XSXCXEXBX.
(027) 09.14.07 - La Casa (Albuquerque) with The City is the Tower, Mammal Eggs, and Ghostkimo.
(026) 09.13.07 - Cafe Revolucion (San Antonio) with Witch Hunt, Ecocide, and Rat Salad.
(025) 09.07.07 - 3846 Government (Baton Rouge) with Haarp and The Devil and the Sea.
(024) 09.08.07 - The Bar (Metairie) with Haarp and The Devil and the Sea.
(023) 09.06.07 - The Renaissance (Lafayette) with Haarp and The Devil and the Sea.
(022) 08.27.07 - Dragon's Den (New Orleans) with Bloody Phoenix, We Need to Talk, and O Pioneers.
(021) 08.21.07 - The Bar (Metairie) with The Network and A Hanging.
(020) 08.15.07 - The Green Project (New Orleans) with Anchors and PROMIS.
(019) 08.04.07 - Broadmoor House (New Orleans) with Punkin Pie.
(018) 07.30.07 - Junkyard House (Baton Rouge) with Dangers, We Need to Talk, and Hellkontroll.
(017) 07.29.07 - Der Rathskeller (New Orleans) with Dangers and Hellkontroll.
(016) 07.24.07 - Spanish Moon (Baton Rouge) with Big Business and Ill Whiskey.
(015) 07.14.07 - Fletcher's House (Baton Rouge) with We Need to Talk, Twenty-Two Days Left, Turdmaster 5000, and Little Israel.
(014) 06.23.07 - Junkyard House (Baton Rouge) with Merkit, We Need to Talk, and Hellkontroll.
(013) 06.21.07 - Alamo Underground (New Orleans) with A Taste of Silver and Jude Fawley.
(012) 06.19.07 - People Projects (Chicago) with We Need to Talk, Black September, and Altered Beast.
(011) 06.18.07 - The DAAC (Grand Rapids) with We Need to Talk and Rick Howard.
(010) 06.17.07 - The Corpse Fortress (Silver Spring) with We Need to Talk, Pygmy Lush, Aghast, and Pizza.
(009) 06.16.07 - ABC No Rio (New York) with We Need to Talk, Orange Juice, Welcome Home, Minefield, and Reverend Grundarr & the Unholy Trinity.
(008) 06.15.07 - Grace Fabrics (Richmond) with We Need to Talk, Ten Commandments, and Horrible Accidents.
(007) 06.14.07 - Square 1 (Greensboro) with We Need to Talk, Boxcar Bertha, and Lars Din.
(006) 06.13.07 - Jason's House (Athens) with We Need to Talk, Brainhandle, and American Cheeseburger.
(005) 06.12.07 - 141 Moreland Ave. (Atlanta) with We Need to Talk, The Felon Wind, and So So Death.
(004) 06.11.07 - All Saints (Tallahassee) with We Need to Talk, Buffalo, and Western Hold.
(003) 05.30.07 - Spanish Moon (Baton Rouge) with The Last Name Change and Touchless Automatic.
(002) 05.12.07 - Dawg Haus (New Orleans) with Iskra and Haarp.
(001) 05.11.07 - Northgate Taverne (Baton Rouge) with Caspian and Lazarus Heart.