The Mummies - Tales From the Crypt

I probably haven't posted enough Mummies records yet, considering the massive back-catalog they have out of print, so here's a festive little one for you. Recorded for Sympathy for the Record Industry at some point in the 90's, this album was rejected by the Mummies as sounding too good, and never officially released. Fortunately many anonymous bootleg editions appeared in record stores immediately afterwards, properly tinny and warped. My original copy of this was on vinyl so thin that it was translucent in daylight and peeled off in slivers from the pressure of the stylus. In keeping with that downward momentum, here's some shitty mp3s and a jpeg.
You're so full of shit your eyes are brown.

Satanic Verses

1. Tech N9ne - What’s Yo Psycho?
2. Jedi Mind Tricks - Suicide
3. Geto Boys - Chuckie
4. Insane Poetry - In The Mouth Of Maddness
5. Gravediggaz - Graveyard Chamber
6. Esham - 666
7. Jay-Z - Lucifer
8. Brotha Lynch Hung - Dead Man Walking
9. Cage - The Soundtrack...
10. Bone - Hell Sent
11. Canibus - Layered Prayers
12. Ganksta N-I-P - Horror Movie Rap
13. Flatlinerz - Satanic Verses
14. NATAS - Like A Spirit
15. Big L - Da Graveyard
16. Ras Kass - Interview With A Vampire

Obligatory Halloween Mix

Vault Dweller - Messenger of Doom

Salem, Oregon's crusty dread-mulleted doomsayers Vault Dweller unleash this sludgy behemoth of an album out into the arid wastes, radiating deadly hate and face-melting tongue-in-cheek humor. The music is a hybrid of stoner mid-temp swagger and chaotic blastbeat hardcore, with lyrical subjects such as mutation, human extinction, and the hilariouly to-the-point "Thunderdome." Not the most distinctive or memorable album, as most of the songs sound interchangeable, but there's a good bit of wit and panache on display for those willing to listen.
Two men enter. One man leaves.

Cthulhu Coloring Book

Eyeball it here.
Buy a real one here.

Evil Damn/ Toxic Holocaust/ Chainsaw Killer - Blasphemy, Mayhem, War split

Madness, I tell you! Some days have passed since I have set hoof in the Swamp, and upon my return I can sense the malignant verdancy seeping slowly up my spine, bleeding out of my pores. Down to business: here we have a pleasingly repugnant menage a trois between two Lovecraft-leaning South American metal entities and the ubiquitous American carpetbaggers known as Toxic Holocaust. Peru's aptly monikered Evil Damn open the gates with a brief chant invoking Mighty Cthulhu before firing off several ferocious blackened wads of poison (including a Sarcafago cover). Toxic Holocaust in turn hand out a smattering of tinny-sounding rehearsal material. Rounding things out is sketchy-looking Colombian combo Chainsaw Killer, who turn in the most distinct and memorable section of the album with their low-budget Mercyful Fate/Motorhead hybrid sound and boundless enthusiasm (and delightful ESL song titles).
Death, Blood... Insane

The Devil'z Rejects - Necronomicon

A collaboration between Jus Allah of Philly's notorious Jedi Mind Tricks and Boston rapper Bomshot (yeah, I've never heard of him either), The Devil'z Rejects is an aggressively nasty affair, alternating between seemingly deep meditations on heady esoteric topics and homophobic/homoerotic genital torture scenarios. Must of this is the work of Jus Allah, notorious for anti-gay lyrics so cartoonish and obsessive that they seem like thinly veiled come-ons from that sweaty guy in the men's room at the Greyhound station (he also repeatedly threatens to give your moms AIDS). Likewise, his aspirations toward intellectualism are belied by the song seriously dissecting the Da Vinci Code (which, charmingly, features a guest rapper named Evildead). A third blow to its credibility is the constant referencing to the eponymous Rob Zombie movie, a steaming turd of mediocrity. Still, the album throbs with a malevolent life of its own thanks to the bluesy samples and scratchy, 36 Chambers-style layers of needle hiss, and some guest spots by less anti-social MCs.
I'mma turn everything man makes to pancakes

White Medal - Agbrigg Beast

A remarkable demo by Yorkshire's White Medal, centered around some sort of local werewolf legend, posted here in celebration of the looming full moon. Some truly terrifying sounds here: frenzied lyrics croaked opaquely in thick Yorkshire brogue, with the guitars swirling and bobbing like will-o-the-wisps on a peat bog. This cassette seems to be out of print but it has been re-released by Seedstock in expanded LP form. I recommend you take heed; hear the distant howls.
Threap an she'll bite thee no mistake
Thoil thus burden an break fert wood

Lalo Schifrin - Black Widow

Primarily known as a film composer whose works range from Mission: Impossible to Enter the Dragon, Argentine Lalo Schifrin also sporadically released strange albums of futuristic horror disco funk, sinister jazz, and further madness. This one, an especially dark and trippy album, features remakes of world-music standard "Quiet Village" and a startling funk version of the theme from Jaws dripping with wah guitar, among many percolating originals and cinematic snippets. Surely the heavy disco trappings will alienate many of you, but if you're willing to tolerate a little slap bass and hi-hat abuse there is much dark material to be mined here. The perfect soundtrack to a cocaine-induced heart attack and out-of-body experience.
Con Alma

Trouble - Dallas Texas Alive! 3/12/90

Hm, it's been a bit quiet in the Swamp lately, eh? I blame myself. As the advent of my spirit journey formation anniversary approaches, posting has become sporadic and, odds are, will continue to be so for some days to come. No that it's necessarily a bad thing when the seedling falls silent; we all need time for personal reflection and growth, to rediscover our roots, as it were. Still, it's a complicated ecosystem and Uncle Abdul can't always just sit down and bounce you on his knotty knee. Take heart, wee one, I'll try and provide shelter and comfort for you as well as I can during the upcoming week of bizarre rituals and cruel, inventive hazing.
Let's begin with this shockingly good bootleg recording of notorious Catholic doom choir Trouble, who achieved apotheosis on some sweaty night in Dallas in 1990, well before you or I were on board the skeletal Gospel ghost train. Trouble represents one prospective evolutionary branch of the Iommi School of Heavy Metal Lyric: three albums of brutal Christian guilt coupled with equally brutal down-tuned jubilant cacophony, followed immediately by three more albums of robo-trippy Hendrix exultation, condensed with clear hindsight into a solid hour-long set. Skeptical listeners may yet be swayed by the promise of lucid recording quality and hoarse PG-rated mutations of Paul Stanley's infamous stage banter. Still not convinced?
You mofos must be f'ing going crazy.

Insane Poetry - Blacc Plague

Here's another fine example of early horrorcore from L.A. hip-hop ensemble Insane Poetry, although they called their particular sound "The Terrifying Style" and distanced themselves from that already waning sub-genre. Full of strange pitch-shifted samples (a decade before Kanye West), crunchy junkyard percussion, layered vocalizations, and horror movie references, particularly "Angel Heart" and John Carpenter's "In the Mouth of Madness," the album is further distinguished from its horrorcore brethren by a G-Funk organ vibe and a merciful minimum of stupid skits. Frontman Cyco (hey, it's L.A.) vividly and hilariously paints himself as a more verbose Jason Voorhees, stalking the streets, picking off wack MCs who have wandered stupidly into "the wrong neck of the woods." Also of note is the Steven Seagal-themed "On Deadly Ground," a real treat for the careful listener. After some squabbling in '96 with Nastymix, the label home to Sir-Mix-A-Lot and The Accused, this album was suppressed and only properly released twelve years later. Fortunately Insane Poetry, unlike virtually all of their peers, continue to record and release Juggalo-free horror-themed rap, like the recent collaboration with DJ Sutter Kane and the upcoming "Dead Sea Scrolls".
I hang nerds from they scrote sacs

Om - Live at the Empty Bottle

Quickly, then, here is a bootleg live performance by drone superstars Om live in Chicago in 2007. Beware of speaker-shredding bass levels on this recording! Hopefully tomorrow I will be able to post something more in depth and obscure but time is short tonight.
Hrmmmmmmmmmmmm

Ydintuho - Demo

Look at that cover! How could I possibly resist? Finland's Ydintuho (which translates at "Nuclear Destruction") crank out some thrashy crust spasms of radioactive hate centered lyrically (I would assume) around that icon of the twentieth century, the almighty mushroom cloud. Beautiful ugliness, gurgled in rapidly dissolving throats.
Ughrlrghl

The BellRays - Let It Blast

This is another album that stays in rotation constantly here in the Swamp. California soul punk group The BellRays inevitably end up described in lazy critical shorthand as "Tina Turner singing for The Stooges" or "Aretha Franklin fronting the MC5" or some such variation, and the band has publicly denounced this line of thinking as the product of feeble minds, but here's the thing: it's true. Not to be reductive, but that really is the basic formula - stop/start bluesy freakouts glazed in molasses vocals and fired in the heat of a nuclear warhead. The record itself, like much of the early BellRays work, is off the cuff and sounds as if it were recorded in one take, with lots of attendant hiss and rattle. The audio equivalent of six glasses of sweet tea and whiskey.
Future Now!