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So, what the hell does it sound like?

What kind of stupid question is that?! You can listen to practically the whole damn thing for free - Click Here

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What the hell is this "Yells From the Crypt"?

Yells from the Crypt is a 21 track compialtion of some of the most fiendish, evil music your naive ears have ever heard! You've just bought yourself a ticket to Hell.

Included on this collection are the assorted misfits, squalid toads, freak aberrations and godless creations that make their own communities squeal in terror, gathered in one place to serve the purpose of turning the world upside down. Or maybe just to rock the hell out of it.

For years GraveWax Records has festered in the absence of sunlight; a blind, unclean fungoid abcess. But now we're expanding like a virus and creeping across the world, sucking up the sickest, most degenerate rock and roll out there for your aural displeasure.

So take you penicillin shot and brace you lame ass for some of the most malignant rock and roll the world has ever seen. We'll see you on the other side.

See ya in Hell, suckers!

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Let's get on with the goddamn reviews!

Attention all Rockabilly cats, kittens and Spooky ghouls and boils! I have something very special and interesting for you this week. Gravewax Records, a newer record label that falls into Horror/Rocka/Psychobilly category has released a most prestigious compilation entitled, Yells From The Crypt. Though I am not very familiar with any of the bands on the disc, it's evident from the righteous tunes that they've contributed, that they're all on their merry way to becoming sensations in the underground scene.
Yells From The Crypt is packed with twenty tracks that range between straight up Country & Western, Surf, Psychobilly and Bluegrass! The Creepkniks, who call Gravewax Records home, get the comp off to a good start with some good ole swampy, horror-infested madness on "Shadow Over Elkhart". The vocals in this track are priceless, you just gotta hear it. The next tune to get the sickly blood in my body flowing is "Among the Pines", which appears courtesy of Those Poor Bastards, who are also signed to Gravewax. This track sounds like a rotting, undead Johnny Cash came back from the grave one more again to bless us with another fabulous country death song. The Route 66 Killers also get the surf party up and going with a blistering instrumental entitled "Murder On Beaver Street". I'm reminded deeply of the greats, Jan & Dean and also legendary The Ventures. The "Killers" are another fiendishly great band signed to Gravewax. You'll also find a gritty, distorted Rockabilly tune called "Blood On the Grill" from Alex Machine. On this track, I'm hung up between early Cramps and Deadbolt and that's always a good feeling - specifically, when the tune is about a murderjunkie, who happens to be a car! The Coffin Daggers and Gein And The Graverobbers add more than a fair share of Dick Dale like Surf Rock chaos with their tracks "Psychonaut" and "The Hungry Grave".

All of the backwoods hillbillies who enjoy the good ole comfort of traditional and early Country music, will surely appreciate Rainer Hass and his track, "Packin' Heat At The Speakeasy". Speaking of traditional Country, how could you not talk about Bluegrass music! Yep, a band by the name of Colonel Sander's Grave contributes their "Theme" song, either you slice it, it's AWESOME! It's like an undead intro to Green Acres or Beverly Hillbillies. Good, good stuff, except it doesn't last nearly long enough. The track that gets my vote for best on the comp would have to be Sons Of Perdition. Little is known about these gents except they're on the Gravewax roster. All you need to know is that their song, "Anhelo" is a cross between Nick Cave and Voltaire and is absolutely spinetingling! It's one of the best "Murder Ballads" I've heard since Nick Cave's "Henry Lee". I strongly suggest you seek this band out at all costs.

While there are several other tunes on this disc that'll have you slappin' them knees and tappin' them toes; the few I've mentioned here is enough to have you knockin' over liqour stores and graverobbin' in order to pick this up. For the first time in '06, the undead country boy in me has been awakened: God help you all!!

Black Angel Promotions - February 6th 2006

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Tighten up your stinky straightjackets Looney Lou, this here batch of dastardly do-no-gooders are bound to lasso you up like a deranged cowpoke and do such viciously unimaginable acts of depravity to you, that you’re bound to chip and tooth and cry like a syphillis-riddled sheep that just got shaved!

Starting off this collection of ooey-gooey maggot-filled creampuffs is the always spooky Creepniks with lead throat-mutilator, Johnny, sounding like a mangled version of Tim Curry, bellowing and gurgling with a gleeful amount of disgust! “Shadow Of Elkhart” is a repuslively derranged way to getting the bloody festivities off with a terrified shriek. The surfing zombie stomp of the Route 66 Killers always seems to get my gelatinous gut a jiggling with their infectiously splendid racket, grooving through the ultra-hip “Murder On Beaver St.” Rainer Hass' quirky twenties-style ragtime number “Packin' Heat at the Speakeasy” is a surprisingly awkward kick to the nuts, as he merrily sings about blowing his little lass’s brains out all over the dance floor…what a hoot! Colonel Sanders' Grave demented hillbilly hoe-down had me envision what "Hee Haw" might have been like if Mr. Buck Owens and Roy Clark had both been cannibalistic necrophiliacs who did more in that notorious corn patch that just simply spit witty one-liners! YIKES!!

Likewise was the reaction I got from the simply off-kilter antics of the UK-residing Muleskinner Jones, who’s “Death Row Hoedown” had me inadvertently digging up members of the recently deceased and dancing in the moonlight. His brand of murderous merriment forced me to the point of peaking in the bushes to make sure no one was gonna try and make me …”SQUEAL LIKE A PIG!!” Hotdog mama, what a dirt-flickin’ goodtime!

Yes indeedy folks, there is a little something for everyone here, regardless of what your poison may be. A overall grandiose shindig that’ll have any quaint cemetery hoppin’ within hours! Get to guttin’ your pumpkins and polishing the tombstones, this is the perfect soundtrack for whatever villainous deeds you made need to be getting done!

Rufus Blisters - Horrorwood Babbleon, March 27, 2006

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This is a decent compilation of dark rock tracks from inside the Gravewax roster (The Creepniks, The Route 66 Killers, Those Poor Bastards) as well as outside (Sons of Perdition, Phantom Creeps, Blitzkriegbliss) from the US, Europe and South America, even members of the Church of Satan (Alex Machine). This compilation is a definite for the following tracks: the punky Stray Cats-esque "Vampire Bar Fight" by The Cryptomaniacs, the instrumental surf "Psychonaut" from The Coffin Daggers, the amazing Rainer Hass and his neo-ragtime "Packin' Heat at the Speakeasy" (find everything you can by this man!), the surfy-yet-rowdy Spanish number "El Diablo es mas Chingon" by Los Muertos Viventes, topped off by the blueys, and so full of hooks "Hope You Get What You Deserve" spit out by Cooterfinger. A good sampling of the shadier alleys of garage, surf and rock-n-roll. Also, if I may point out some bands you missed - The Quintessentials, Illinois' The Creepers and Miami locals, The Van Orsdels (Gravewax can always put 'em on Volume 2. -- You're welcome).

Feast fo Hate and Fear, March 20, 2006