First Seven Inch Club (AKA Border Boss)

This week we crack open a 45 year old can of schlitz and think about the 80s luxury of eating truffle juice on some 99 cent french fries plus a dense episode 2 of TALK BAKULA before getting into the rare territory of examining a band who are very overt with their footnotes, Toronto's best kept secret MILLENIAL REIGN.

Holy canoli this episode Mike debuts a BOLD new segment plus some chat about the state of theatrical Florida groove metal before digging into the restless vortex of Bellingham Washington's JAYHAWKER. While you are listening, please check out our twitter because Mike promises he'll be laying beefy slabs of tweet out there.

This week we discuss stuffed animals and the conundrum of recycling including RIFF recycling before digging deep into the naughty potty meat of Virginia Beach's CANEPHORA, unsung masters of never throwing away a riff.

The universe dares us again... a band that is controversial to the First Seven Inch Club inner circle is forced into the bleaching light of our ill-informed but DEATHLY FINAL judgement. Will mid-90s grooveriding hitmakers Withstand open up this pit in your heart or in your stomach? Also some exceedingly rare merch chat.

This week we have our first true crime episode because we want to be RRRRRRRICH but we also want to talk about extremely old TV and Movies which clashes entirely with the anti-everything worldview of today's blackened thrash hardcore multitaskers SANGRAAL - Gehenna again-a? Amen-a!

We come back from the fattened sloth of a 2 week break bearing a listener submission that the listener kindly sent us for free and also had the forethought to record 27 years ago since he's on it! The musically earnest and intense wailing of Upper Darby's own KNOTWORK plus a teeny tiny li'l bit of coke spoon chat.

Mike finally collects all the necessary gems to activate the Taconic Parkway gauntlet, combining the energy of the Upstate New York and Connecticut scenes into a powerful singularity that unfortunately does not translate into record sales. Today's band was either crucially important to you at 19 or you never heard of 'em but we're gonna fix that and spend some of your money for you.

This is Mike's Time 2 Shine as he Chairman-Kaga-reveals a record that is surprisingly difficult to google. Join us in examining the extraordinarily representative mosh energy of Connecticut's (but not THAT part of Connecticut) X JUSTIFY X.

No you read that right... this band is named Groove.

This week we visit an almost entirely forgotten era of either 4 or 40 bands who, if you were there, will make you immediately and viscerally remember how retched it felt to be wearing enormous jeans in a 105° all ages venue.

This week we head back toward our cozy homeland again with a labelmate of our old band from the long defunct Hater of God Records... New Jersey's own AUTOMATON. Apologies in advance for a bunch of stupid wikipedia lectures, I don't know what's going on right now. Must be dehydrated. Be sure to google D-Composeur after you are done with this one.

This week we compounded so many disadvantages that we needed to bring in an absolute ringer - Chicago Hardcore researcher Dr. Keith walks us through the rocky and uneven pathways toward appreciating and understanding the legendarily authority-smashing and thoroughly un-purchased sounds of MOB ACTION.

Today Mike begins the great pivot toward the filthy lucre and promised boons of the massive audiences that will surely gel around us if we discuss bands people have heard of... welcome to the finally very literal First Seven Inch Club... the opening gambit in our series of meditations on the occasionally awkward and sometimes orphaned debut 7"s by bands who went on to do big things.

Mike realizes he accidentally owns a record that contains reference points and connections to virtually everything the First Seven Inch Club has ever discussed and contains members very close to the FSIC INNER CIRCLE making this a very sensitive doxxing segment but life is short and we're ready to die. Especially because competitive eating got boring and there will never be another "Beherit playin...

This week we dig into Denny's, Jesus, Cheez-its and fighting at shows but it's such a dark time in the West that we decided to look to the East. That's right it's time once again for "how stupid are we at Japanese Google" as we tackle the compounding keyword challenge of 90's Tokyo thrashers CHARM.

Today's episode tackles everything in the First Seven Inch Club extended universe - taco bell lifestyles, joke music, awkward record buying, garfield, the strokes, arts and crafts, all culminating in a discussion of a Boston Hardcore band that usually just gets referred to as a "Boston Hardcore band" whenever they are mentioned online despite sounding absolutely nothing like Slapshot or Negative F...

To celebrate 50 episodes of more or less being on time, we revisit a Brooklyn Vegan article from early 2022 highlighting 10 hardcore bands they considered viable as the scene's next mainstream big timers. They were rising stars in the dead ass winter... but how will they rank on the First Seven Inch Club Summer Heat Index? https://www.brooklynvegan.com/next-turnstile-10-hardcore-bands-to-watch-in-...

We might legitimately become the top google result for this very hard-to-google band. We bring deep content to the web's discussion of late 2000s Chicago hardcore technicians HATE plus the long awaited return of CIGARETTE NEWS which will probably be horrifying and bizarre to non-Border-Boss listeners. Taco Bell chat, Spotify algorithm chat, and Mike innovates a new outro. If we get hit by a bus to...

This week we talk about TV shows like it's an 1989 workplace then we get HARD POLITICAL so watch yourself. By listener request, we take a sentimental journey to the Albany of the late 80s / early 90s for the soaring-opera-for-dank-punk-clubs experience of the one and only TERROR CAKE. WARNING: We decided on a whim to edit this one in unfamiliar software so if you hear people 3 blocks away eating p...

This episode was heavy and I do mean heavy on geography and google maps chat so we brought in someone who used to be local to tell us what all these weird names and numbers actually mean. Certified heavy guitarist SHELBY LERMO helps us get to the bottom of a very early but not at all uncharacteristic record from the very earliest footsteps of underground power-pop sensation TONY MOLINA's path to g...

Today we examine the early work of some people who went on to become vegan straightedge lifers and, in one case, a minor mall metal celebrity. We also tackle death, brotherhood, and tool mastery. Now that we have cleared up those three topics, there's nothing left for anyone to worry about. Life can just be a warm bath with no pain or fear.

It's an internet comment section where people are arguing about how sarcasm works only it's real life so people are getting punched in the real face and I guess I pretty much just described how fights work except hear me out - while everyone is getting punched, they are preoccupied with internet comment sections. Join us for the irony ouroboros of Philadelphia's nattily dressed provocateurs I HATE...

Today we make the devil's bargain of reviewing a band made up entirely of friends and acquaintances for the first time in First Seven Inch Club history. Hear us sever bonds in realtime and forge hard new grudges even in old age on our puff puff pass journey into the basement venue grow room of long dormant Albany marijuanauts PERMANENT TRIP.

This week we get covered in thick ropey white hot ranch dressing and talk about cinemaaaa before realizing that our Easter promise of a goofy christian metalcore band to DuNk oN is most likely not even remotely christian but they definitely mess with angels and explosions of heavenly guitar heroism. Join us as we battle to see who can doxx Rhode island's DAY AFTER harder.

This week we have an absolutely horrific liveblogged cat food tasting as well as some deeply upsetting Bosstones chat before publicly displaying for the third time how unqualified we are to speak about Japanese hardcore as we mash it up to the woodwind augmented mayhem of Tokyo's COLORED RICEMEN.