Pornstore Janitors

Pornstore Janitors - Porn Again

In simpler times, hardcore punk sounded like The Meatmen or Black Flag, and was a field day for the male adolescent id-sweaty, drunk high school drop-outs playing ragged thrash and screaming about fucking their grandmas, or the fuckin' Nazis, or for no good reason at all. It wasn't exactly pretty, and it wasn't exactly smart, but it was a uniquely American nightmare, full tilt teenage rebellion set to the kind of ungodly suburban garage racket that parents feared and loathed like a Gypsy moth outbreak. That's all changed, of course. Today, all those pill popping sultans of slop have given way to either redneck metal, in the white trash Lucifer vein of Nashville Pussy or the Hammercocks, or they've gone the metallic hardcore route - you know, the fighting music of straight edge youth. Rarely does a band just go ahead and wreck the party anymore, without some marketable gimmick carrying them along. Well, call Russia and tell them that the bombs drop in five minutes, because the Pornstore Janitors are punk as fuck, and fuck you if you don't like it. "Porn Again" is packed with 2 minute chunks of stumbling chugga chugga guitars, a rhythm section that's got the spins, and a singer, named janitor Jon, no less, that sounds like a coked up Satan hitting on chicks in some after hours strip joint in Chinatown. I don't have a lyric sheet in front of me, but I'm guessing songs like "Dope Chick", "Fuck You" and the classy "Drink Drive and Masturbate" take on the social issues of the day. Occasionally, the ghost of Johnny Thunders rears his junk wrecked head and the Janitors get their sex rock swagger on, but mostly this is classic call-the-cops hardcore. For those of you who think the Dwarves went soft, here's that all night basement riot you've been looking for, naked nuns and all.