SRRBRÜNN: DĚTI DEŠTĚ + KISS ME KOJAK + N00100000!

Do you think it was better before? No war, or at least not for humns, beer and gas for a pittance, at home during the winter in spodíárs and in the summer a full swimming pool not taken away by a tornado at all? People talked to each other more, and when they put each other on hold, was it only for good reasons? No one had to restrict themselves for anyone's sake and could freely catch tetanus, whooping cough or motoring? Apartments were bought like hot cakes, donuts were bigger and matches burned better? Excellent, come with us to a fairy tale, that is, to prehistoric times. Something as prehistoric as the fossilized music genre of noise rock to look at. Old, bloated, balding dudes in rolled-up jeans will be chugging beer, making dad jokes, and heckling as they pull cameras, before launching into an inhuman, nonsensical mess of electric guitars and other vintage instruments, into which they'll be inarticulately yelling at the top of their lungs while adding more dumb jokes. One band has three guitars, they probably think they are Iron Maiden, another has two basses and the third even three, it doesn't make sense at all. At this age, someone already has a mind, someone has a motorbike, someone has a lover and someone makes noise. Psychedelic noise, psychopathic noise and psychotronic noise, total boomercore together. It is no coincidence that the central figures of both main groups are called Bugrr and Hukot. Maybe they actually have different names, but no one remembers that anymore. If you're sick of all the trendy bands, come here, nothing cool here.

Children of the rain
Ancient love, rusting metal sheets, industrial blues, total sonic anthems for three people on Fléda almost twenty years ago, metal from Chuchle, love and piss, perverse rock and roll, 50 shades of brothel and instinctive hypnotic noise. Now with three guitars in the lineup, they found the key to something major. "A bunch of prehistoric people playing guitars with flints" says the guru of an unnamed sect. And anyway, all e-mails should be no more than five words, most of which are interjections.
https://www.facebook.com/D2tiDe3t2
https://d2tide3t2.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75VykBxVtMY

Kiss Me Kojak
The tracks lead from the legendary darkness around Hradec, where absolutely no roses grow, wade through a rather dirty river, which is for sale, to the sunrise over a snail farm somewhere in Šluknovské Víběžek. Love doesn't tear us apart, it tears us apart, whether it's a trumpet, an inhumanly distorted bass, or a bulldozer, it's all the same. "The desperate roar of a disoriented mutant carries through the post-apocalyptic landscape," the daily press wrote.
https://kissmekojak.czechcore.cz
https://kissmekojak.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxC8N-7IyLQ

N00100000!
The Benjaminites with an average age of 40 and their three-bass guitar chaos will help celebrate International Noise Day. Shy admirers of Gnu and the entire Silver Rocket pantheon try to be more papal than the pope, but they are still small, so they don't dare to make proper noise and dilute it with other genres and counting to five. "Turn it off now or I'm calling the cops!" is one of the more favorable reviews of their performance.
http://www.landmine.cz/kapely/n00100000
https://n00100000.bandcamp.com