Tag: Hardcore

Diamonds & Rust: The Rise And Decline Of Crossover – Just How Weird Was The Crumbsuckers’ Beast On My Back?

So, there’s a thing that happens behind the scenes at Last Rites HQ called ‘Sunday Funday’ where we each pick a random album for the LR collective to listen to during the week, and then

In Crust We Trust: Vol 37

Kia ora, compadres. Welcome to the latest edition of In Crust We Trust. Below you’ll find a bunch of ear-wrecking noise to help you process and/or drown out the 24/7 horror show currently occupying our

No/Mas – No Peace Review

Oh, it feels like a million years ago now, but way back in January, I wrote this one up as one of our (meaning, in this instance: “my”) most anticipated releases of 2026, and here

In Crust We Trust: Vol 36

“The [d-]beat is not a neutral entity. It is a pulse, a weapon, a sanctuary, a demand. There is no opting out. To listen is to take a side. To [mosh] dance is to vote

Razored Raw: Maced / Postnatal Abortion Split

I don’t know what it’s like in your neck of the woods, but down here, in Aotearoa New Zealand, there’s often been a reluctance from fringe music-makers and DIY labels to celebrate their creative successes.

In Crust We Trust: Vol 33

Kia ora, crüe. I recommend gathering a few provisions before starting this month’s edition of ICWT. I’ve gone long-form (real long), and I’d strongly advise you to stock up on food and water if you

In Crust We Trust: Vol 32

Kia ora, crüe. Welcome back to In Crust We Trust. This semi-regular round-up focuses on crust punk, d-beat, stenchcore, raw punk, and every other Dis-charged subgenre. Artier punk occasionally appears, but in the main, ICWT

Blast Rites: Scalp – Not Worthy Of Human Compassion Review

[Cover art by Ricardo Bettazzoni] I bet you were expecting Albert Pecans, or whatever that idiot’s name is, but he’s not the only one who listens to grind around here. Sure, he’s the only one