G. Green releases new LP ‘Area Codes’
Sacramento’s self-proclaimed (and proven) party punks G. Green come blazing in with a sophomore LP, Area Codes. Out on Sacramento label Mt. St. Mtn. on August 13th, Area Codes features a completely different set up than their debut LP Crap Culture. Compared to their previous album where frontman Andrew Henderson authored most songs, every band member had much more involvement in songwriting. More importantly, these guys have noticeably grown and mastered some musical punk precision in a D.I.Y. realm where many bands are called out for not actually having any idea how to play their own instruments. Not to mention [...]
Review & Photos: OBN IIIs, Fuzz, Blasted Canyons, & G. Green @ The Knockout, 2/28/13 (Noise Pop 2013)
Fuzz (Photo: Jason Shane) In what should be remembered as one of highlights of this year's installment of Noise Pop, OBN IIIs and Fuzz – the latest brainchild of SF-wunderkind Ty Segall and old pal Charles Moothart – co-headlined a spectacular and unpredictable night at The Knockout last Thursday, filling the tiny venue (capacity: 132) with their respective modern-day hardcore furor and paint-peeling throwback psychedelic blues metal. Opening the evening was Sacramento/Davis/Oakland quartet G. Green, playing punk-influenced indie rock with dueling guitars, a booming bassline, and the ripping drum work of Liz Liles. After tearing through a set full of [...]
Beyond the Bay Area: A Sacramento Mixtape (Podcast #297)
Beyond the Bay Area: A Sacramento Mixtape (Podcast #297) It's not technically part of the Bay Area -- and by "technically," of course, we mean "at all" -- but we've been known to cheat a little bit and claim a good number of Sacramento bands as adopted locals over the years. Can you really blame us? Plenty of acts from the state's capital have made an big impact on independent music, including Death Grips, Chelsea Wolfe, and Trash Talk. All three of those groups eventually migrated to Los Angeles, with Death Grips leaking their latest album during a two-month stay [...]
G. Green release debut 'Crap Culture' LP, new video
Garage punks G. Green have released their debut LP Crap Culture — a scuzzy lo-fi record that comes as the result of a good few years toiling away in the sweaty basements and dive bars of their home base in Sacramento. You can pick up a vinyl copy here from Mt.St.Mtn. or sample a few tunes before you buy. Crap Culture by G. Green Be sure to also check out the colorful and cutesy video for album cut "Your House" below:
Sacramento's G. Green release new 7" through 12XU, album 'Crap Culture' on Bandcamp
Sacramento garage punk group G. Green has released a new 7" through 12XU with a couple tracks that did not make the cut for their 2012 debut LP Crap Culture, which is now digitally available through their Bandcamp page. The 7" includes "Funny Insurance," as well as the b-side "Sounds Famous." G. Green's core members are guitarist/vocalist Andrew Henderson and drummer/vocalist Liz Liles, however the group has a rotating cast of backing musicians to help fill out the lineup. Take a listen below to their new record Crap Culture: Crap Culture by G. Green
‘Gnarcotics Unanimous’ comp collects unreleased songs from Little Wings, CCR Headcleaner, Speculator, and many more
GNARCOTICS UNANIMOUS by GNAR TAPES Gnarcotics Unanimous is a new tape/digital comp from Portland's Gnar Tapes, which includes unreleased songs from 34 bands and artists. The comp's got a number of locals in the mix, including Little Wings, CCR Headcleaner, Brian Wavefield (of Melted Toys), Speculator, and Sacramento's G. Green, who join Alex Bleeker, R. Stevie Moore and a few dozen others. Stream the whole comp above, and if you dig it, give them some cash in exchange for a download on the "pay what you like" approach.
Review & Photos: Oh, to Live on Sugar Mountain
I finally made it to Oakland's Sugar Mountain last Thursday (8/4/11). It's just next door to my favorite freak scene, The Ghost Town Gallery. Fittingly, Uzi Rash broke my sugary mountain cherry. Always pushing the envelope, they opened with a Descendents cover, plowed through a short but screamy set and ended with the drummer upside down, feet in the air, drums scattered everywhere. 75 cent Olympias from the finicky but awesome, Midas-man vending machine kept us happily hydrated while some guy teased us with 2 hot dogs frying in a pan on the stove nearby. A new album should be [...]