Carolee, “EP1” (12XV, 2012)
Here’s an intriguing item: angelic-voiced C86ish guitar-noise-pop but, unlike the many similar efforts, this one is filtered through Swell Maps/early Pavement-esque structure-scrambling and powered similarly to Big Black/Metal Urbainlike beatbox punk. Truly singular, compelling stuff, with what feels like a dozen things going on at once on each track and the promise of working through its mysterious twists with subsequent listens.
Start with B/3
5/5/12

Casket Girls, “The Night Machines” (Graveface, 2016)
Post-punk-meets-girl-group-meets-goth hybrid, kind of like Best Coast if Cosentino did a lot of tranquilizers and sat around watching German silent films with Christian Death playing in the background and the windows boarded up. Luckily, they’ve got the songs to bring it off, and this moves along blissfully/eerily cloudlike with the clockwork Victorian grace worthy of the album’s name.
Try 1/ 1, 2/ 5
3/18/18

Casket Girls, “True Love Kills The Fairytale” (Graveface, 2014)
Like the Marshmallow Ghosts, this exemplifies the “Graveface Sound” at its most Halloween-candy delicious. Jesus and Mary Chain-style noise-pop spun and softened into pastel cotton-candy swirls, spooky nursery-rhyme sing-songs like the creepy twin sisters from “The Shining” if they’d grown up and started a band.
Try 4, 9
2/21/16

Catholic Discipline, “Underground Babylon” (Artifix, 2012; original recordings 1978-80)
Vocalist Claude Bessy was the critical/journalistic voice of early L. A. punk (look up his vintage writing on the web). His band were toward the arty/Velvets-influenced end of that scene’s musical spectrum, but their dark humor and corrosive, brutal force ranked with its fiercest and best.
Try A/2, A/5.
2/14/13

CCR Headcleaner, “Tear Down The Wall” (In The Red, 2016)
Way more in the bong-blasting Sabbath-sludge vein than is par for this label, they definitely pack enough single-minded punk-rock throttle to fit in with the rest of the roster. Like Slip It In-era Black Flag turning abstract, this puts up a slope of pummeling fuzz whose bleary-eyed ferocity conjures visions of a drunk ramming his truck into a row of festival Port-O-Potties.
Try 5, 7, 8
11/10/16

Ceremony, “Zoo” (Metador)
Along with the Men, another group exploring hard-assed late-80s post-punk/HC sounds, less melodic than the Men, but more sinuously malevolent, and very good as well. These guys really have some swing in their sound, like they took their Gang of Four records seriously, but also in the sense that their songs swing around and whack you upside the head when you’re not expecting it.
Try 3, 6, 12
4/13/12

CFM, “Still Life of Citrus and Slime” (In The Red, 2016)
Solo album from Ty Segall side-person that actually features more wild and wooly, all-over-the-map abandon than his boss-man’s own (for better or worse, more coherent) recent work. In fact, this constitutes a sort of tour de force of garage-punk modes – MC5/Stooges power-anthems, analog-electronics bloop-spacery, frenzied guitar freakouts, semi-acoustic mood-balladeering. It’s all here, and it all works.
Try 3, 5
4/16/15

Chain Of Strength, “The One Thing That Still Holds True” (Revelation, 1995; original release 1989-90)
Second-wave straight-edge HC from Connecticut (actually L. A., sorry) featuring maniacally sectarian and/or ludicrously “introspective” lyrics that actually come off realer than real when blasted on top; of wall-smashing, adrenaline-cranked performances of songs with tunes that seriously stick in your head. This rules.
Try 1/4, 2/1, 2/3, 2/4, 2/6
1/12/11

Chaotic Dischord, “Now That’s What I Call A Fuckin’ Racket” (Punkcore, [?], original release 1982083
Whereas U.S. hardcore quickly spawned a more experimental postpunk subculture (think Minutemen, later Black Flag, Kreuzen, etc.), U.K. hardcore mostly stuck with basic thug-punk. These guys are like the exception that proves the rule: punk played with such loutish fuck-it-all abandon that it constantly falls apart at the seams, as if the band is drunkenly trying to beat the crap out of its own song structures. Great.
Try 1, 9, 16
7/29/13

Cheap Time, “Cheap Time” (In The Red, 2008)
Debut from this fine garage-punk combo. They hadn’t yet achieved the level of chrome-plated glam-rock insouciance evinced on the glorious “Exit Smiles,” but this is still super-catchy and hard-hitting, and a lot more raw.
Try A/7, B/1, B/7
1/23/14