Kia ora, comrades. Every month, In Crust We Trust rounds up the harshest punk, hardcore, and metalpunk releases. Dis-charged or dis-cloned, if it sounds horrible, it’s a contender. Enjoy the ruckus, and thanks for stopping by. A Note About Lists, Crows, Black Labs, and Råpunk. Gidday, talofa, and kon’nichiwa. This is the second edition of ICWT for November, and the reasons for a bonus edition are twofold: life is tough, and you deserve a treat there’s been a mountain of gnarly music released recently Before I go any further, I hope you’re doing okay, given the world seems intent on self-dest ..read more

Kia ora, comrades. Every month, In Crust We Trust rounds up the harshest punk, hardcore, and metalpunk releases. Dis-charged or dis-cloned, if it sounds horrible, it’s a contender. Enjoy the ruckus, and thanks for stopping by. A Note about Love, Hate, and Painkilling Punk. This month’s ICWT is a two-parter. Why? Well, there’s been an avalanche of new releases recently, and a single edition won’t cut it. But you also deserve a treat for showing a massive amount of resilience in the face of everything. The world is awash in horrible happenings, and life is indescribably tough. I wouldn’t blame y ..read more

Kia ora, comrades. Welcome to In Crust We Trust. This regular round-up focuses on the harshest strains of punk, hardcore, and metalpunk. Tune in for d-beat, stenchcore, raw punk, noisecore, and every other crusty and Dis-charged subgenre. Enjoy the ruckus, and thanks for stopping by. A quick note about thank yous, goodbyes, and nuisances. This is the 30th edition of ICWT, and on behalf of myself and the rest of your cabin crew, I’d like to thank the handful of supporters who peruse this column every month. Thus far, ICWT has spotlighted around 750 releases, meaning I’ve written roughly 200,000 ..read more

Kia ora, comrades. Welcome to In Crust We Trust. This regular round-up of noisy releases focuses on the harshest strains of punk, hardcore and metalpunk. Tune in for crust, d-beat, stenchcore, raw punk, noisecore, and every other Dis-charged micro-genre. Enjoy the ruckus, and as always, thanks for stopping by. Kia kaha. A quick note: We all bear witness to the agony of endless wars as the impact of a humanity-induced climate crisis escalates. The devastating effects of systematic oppression and late-stage capitalism show little sign of abating, and as someone who identifies as queer, the incre ..read more

Kia ora, amigos. Welcome to In Crust We Trust. This column has been in cryogenic sleep mode for quite some time, so apologies if things feel a little rusty while I try to get ICWT’s engines running smoothly again. To be honest, even on ICWT’s ‘best’ days, this round-up of noisy releases was always a turd in the paddling pool of trusted music journalism. Trust me, I’ve seen the stats –> this column is cult. And not the fkin cool kind of cult, either. Sadly, that’s not likely to change. Time off hasn’t encouraged this old dog to learn any new tricks. The same dad-punk bullshit endures, and I ..read more

Fast Rites: because sometimes brevity is fundamental The kings of d-beat are back, baby… …albeit for just a quick moment. This three-song EP is the band’s first release since 2019, which wasn’t all that long ago, and yet seems like a lifetime. (What? Did something happen between now and then?) Of course, this is Wolfbrigade, and they’ve been a crust-punk steamroller for more than a quarter century now, so you know what to expect, and what you get is exactly what you want. Release date: August 12, 2022 Label: Armageddon Label / Agipunk. Anti-Tank Dogs is a three-song EP, twelve minutes of fiery ..read more

[Mother Superior, jumping the gun*]: When the band is called Skumstrike and the cover art looks like that, Brother Francis, you know just what you’re getting: beach-tinged acoustic strumming, lavender incense, and sensitive crooning. The world is noisy and ugly, so these gentle souls have decided to transport you to a place of serenity – the beatific calm of the truly enlightened. [William Shakespeare, arisen from the dead and with his disarticulated zombie joints grafted to a metallic cyborg frame]: Mother, I fear thy words lead us astray when spake of metal harsh and merc’less fast. The lads ..read more