Showing posts with label Ero Guro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ero Guro. Show all posts

Monday, 24 May 2021

Ero Guro - High Life (Guest Review By Dirk Ceustermans)

  


  Just Some Punk Songs' official Belgian correspondent Dirk Ceustermans returns today with something rather splendid... 

Ero Guro - High Life (Yin Dang lp, Co-release with Ronny Rex, Belly Button Records and Drink & Drive Records, released December 14, 2020)


  Quirky punk, does that count for a scene of bumbling bands that navigate their way through the difficulty of life they transform into music surely no one can nor wants to dance to.
Ero Guro (https://www.facebook.com/erogurodiest) are our very own Belgian masters of quirkIness, jerking their way thru tunes and words that explore the boundaries of sanity.
It is not the first time these lads from Diest, Belgium, are featured here, but I can't but showcase them again since this new release is just sublime.

I must say I had difficulty to choose a track from this beautiful release full of desperate singing clad with tunes that move me, move me to all corners of the mind and beyond. 
I'll pick out the odd one out, perhaps. Don't let it scare you off to go through this record on Bandcamp!

High Life.
The spartan rhythm section that merge well with the spacy guitar sounds and screaming voice.
Yelling out:

HIGH LIFE
FEATURES
HIGH LIFE
WE COULD ALL LEARN A THING
SELF INDULGING
BUILDING TRUST ALL CAPITALIZED
FORM AN ENERGY THATS OSTRACIZED
NAKED CHICKS ARENT PURE
NAKED CHICKS IN PURE WHITE SNEAKERS
(NAKED FORTRESS?)
I AM ON A SOUL BINGE
NOW SEX IS OVERRATED
LIPS ARE SWEATING
THE GIRLS ARE GETTING OLDER WHEN THE BOYS ONLY
HAVE COLD SHOULDERS
AND THE AUREOLAS GROW UNTIL THE SEX IS IN CONTROL
GENDER ROLES FORM FLUIDLY
WHEN MATING CALLS INDECENCY 
AND HOTHEAD INDISCREPANCIES
CALL FORTH YOUR PAST FRIVOLITIES

The left (guitar) and right (bass) marches on to the final minute only to storm the last barricade of distaste, that is, if any of it is left.

Enjoy your day.


  This is High Life...

Wednesday, 13 February 2019

Ero Guro - Corkscrew (Review By Dirk Ceustermans)



  A guest review today by Dirk Ceustermans (Host of Zaphod's MediaMofos :  https://www.mixcloud.com/GlobalPunkRadio/zaphods-mediamofos-71/).

  Dirk's chosen a song by Ero Guro, a band from his native Belgium.  https://www.facebook.com/erogurodiest/


CORKSCREW
from No Nansensu 7" by Ero Guro

"I don't wanna get out of line
but you're quite good at spitting -
the messiah of town all preaching about
but too scared to fit in"

  The newest Ero Guro 6 track EP released mid December, 2018
is an amazing trip through obnoxious poetry of best kind.

  The band had already released a superb 7" in 2017, but with this EP 
they continue their journey into a direction that borders 
maddening thoughts supported by great music: 
Short, simple, catchy and demanding attention. 
Ero Guro is definitely a live act to witness, their singer is all over the place,
... and the floor 

  I selected Corkscrew for Mick's blog to give you an idea what these Belgians 
from the little town called Diest are doing. It's a spriralling riff with vocals 
penetrating deep into your mind, screwing your head until it pops into a slow motion 
picture show Do I laugh? Or do I kill?
No shit Sherlock!
Welcome to the twisted mindscapes of Ero Guro's lyrics

  

Sunday, 24 December 2017

Ero Guro - Borderline



  Ero Guro are from Diest in Belgium and feature a line up of Mick Swinnen (vocals), Ward Donders (drums), Lee Swinnen (bass) and Jens Reubens (guitar). They released their debut S/T ep a few months ago (on Ronny Rex Records) and you can check it out here : https://eroguro.bandcamp.com/releases

  Their sound is a mix of hardcore and garage punk, it's down and dirty fuzzed up fun. All shouty vocals and rocking riffs, the 6 tracks on the ep point to a bright future for the band.

  Prime example is the song you'll find below. This is Borderline....

I’M SICK AND I’M TIRED 
I’M A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR 

I DON’T WANT TO HURT ANYONE 
MAYBE I’M JUST A BAD PERSON 
I’M JUST A MACHINE, IT’S NOT WHAT I FEEL 
I FEEL NOTHING AT ALL, I FEEL IT ALL AT ONCE 
I GOT A RAZOR IN MY PURSE AND IT’S GETTING COLD 
I’M SICK OF THIS ROUTINE AND IT’S GETTING OLD 

I’M SICK AND I’M TIRED 
I WANNA GIVE UP AND HIDE HER 
BUT I’M A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR 
I DON’T KNOW IF THEY WILL HIRE 
SOMEONE SICK AND TIRED 
SLICK AND QUICK AND FIRED 
UP THE PATHOLOGICAL LIAR 

OH IT MAKES IT HARD ON MY STOMACH 
THE TENACITY OF TERROR WHEN I HAVEN’T HAD ANYTHING IN A WEEK BUT SUNNY SIDE UP 
DID YOU GET THAT? I THINK MOST OF THEM NOTICED 
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS OUT ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR 

I’M TIRED AND I’M SICK 
MAYBE THAT’S WHY I DON’T THINK 
ABOUT THE DIRTY KITCHEN SINK 
REALITY IN THE BLINK 
OF AN EYE, A SUBTLE WINK 
I’M SICK AND I’M TIRED