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It's always great to release records of bands with members of other outstanding bands, especially when they sound fucking dope! Members of Rock (Karolina), Piss (Per), Cuntroaches (David) and Vexx/G.L.O.S.S. (Corey), got together in Berlin and started this band.
This is raw lo-fi hardcore punk in the vein of SKITLICKERS - which seems to be plasphemic, but believe me, it is not! Most of the time I am bored when there are new bands trying to deliver hardcorepunk. So I have just a real ear for bands that take hardcore to some new, weird, and exciting places. And thats why ETT brings you this EP. straight out of the Berlin gutters.
The new wave of raw Berlin hardcore is here and alongside fellow bands like LIFE FUCKER and PISS, URIN are holding a match to the firecracker set to explode under the asses of all the would-be artists, internet activists and party people currently scourging the German capital too.
Short, fast, loud, brutal, heavy, obnoxious. Too punk for metal, too metal for punk. This is deadly serious raw punk, much better than most of the so called "raw punk" bands out there. It has that "broke into the studio in the middle of the night" sound quality. The vocals, drums and guitar tone - everything sounds like a lost 1982 recording out of Gothenburg. Four perfect tunes in the vein of Shitlickers and Anti Cimex! No compromises - just pure Swedish! Ultra! Mega! Raw! Hardcore! Punk!
Our take: Ripping debut from this Berlin band featuring an international membership that pulls from several bands you already know and love. When I’m blasting this ripping 4-song EP, the thing I keep coming back to is the legendary Iconoclast footage from Flipside Video Fanzine… like that incredible footage (which I must have watched 100 times at this point), Urin sounds like they took the fastest Discharge songs and sped them up even more, to where listening makes you feel like you’re sticking your head out of the car window going 90 miles per hour in the middle of the night. As Gauze once told us, there’s playing fast and there’s giving the listener the experience of speed. Any garden variety power violence band might best Urin in tempo, but few things make me feel as amped-up as this does. Bonus points for the gritty recording and the 90s-style packaging, which (accidentally or as a piece of brilliant satire) is too large for the polybag it came with. This one is a highly recommended true cult ripper.