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Circle X’s devotion to obscurity is legendary. Formed in 1978 in Louisville, long before that Kentucky city attracted any hipster attention, the quartet specialized in a raw but philosophical hiss that predated the whole ’80s gut-rock explosion (Swans, Sonic Youth, Live Skull, etc.). The group’s history — peppered with hiatuses stemming from careers in painting,…

Armed with chiming, steely, detuned guitars, Dustdevils are drunken purveyors of a glorious, buzzing fission. If their second-generation NYC dissonance has gotten them labeled a tired, Sonic Youth-derived headache, the band’s long history (stretching back to 1984), its more extensive palette of tempos and its easier-on-the-ears vocals (early on, anyway) render such dismissals unfounded. The…

Drunks With Guns frontman Mike (Myk) Doskocil is the subject of many amusing anecdotes told by the good people of St. Louis, MO. One story involves him hurling a hot, gooey bean-and-cheese-filled burrito at some art-guitar clown who was performing at a local club. In another, Doskocil and his girlfriend move into public housing as…

Like Honor Role, 86 was one of the few mid-’80s Southern indie bands immune to jangle-pop obsessions. Melodrama and juvenilia plagued its records, but, for the time and place, the Atlanta trio was worth noting. Firmly rooted in collegiate post-punk, Closely Guarded Secret contains lots of new wave fallout and youthful squirreliness. Well- played but…

Formed in 1981, this post-no wave NYC anti-supergroup teamed Mars refugees Lucy Hamilton and Mark Cunningham with percussionist Duncan Lindsay, whose brother Arto and his Brazilian foil Toni Nogueira would join in time for the group’s lone vinyl outing. Don King topped its mass of post-samba shuffle and ’80s electro-beats with stabbing funk bass, dying-goose…

Dirt kicked up some filthy, grimy rock that, at its best, could do it for collector-nerd Halo of Flies fans as well as the anti-social circle at Southern biker bars. The Atlanta quartet’s moonshine punch was an appropriate outlet for uniquely gifted loose cannon John Forbes, late of Phantom 309, and foxy redhead guitar vixen…

Honor Role emerged from being one of America’s most undistinguished hardcore bands to breathe new life into the genre. They developed so fast that they were more or less unloved in their time. The prime lineup(s) set a solid foundation of throbbing, dub-punk rhythms upon which guitarist Pen Rollings could flash his indie rock guitar-heroics…

True anti-careerism in rock is a rarity. Some performers, especially in the posturing realm of all things indie, paradoxically turn willful obscurity into a selling point. Not, for whatever that’s worth, Wingtip Sloat. As the group’s unpretentious homebrew weirdness and wisdom wafts up in abundance from a basement somewhere in Falls Church, Virginia, mortgages, straight…

Simply put, Circle is the most internationally visible, prolific exponent of the outstanding yet criminally obscure Finnish underground. Formed in 1991 in the bucolic coastal city of Pori, the group constantly reinvents, expands upon and refines its hypnotically repetitive, instantly recognizable meld of megaton riffs, Teutonic rhythms, surging fuzz storms, icy synth drones and hymnal,…

Though they record infrequently, rarely play live and toil in semi-deliberate obscurity, Worms have puked up some of the most single-mindedly abrasive and beautiful riffs in the history of all that is loud, heavy and slow. Their seemingly endless, monolithic songs — awash in unvarying rhythms, three-guitar black magic and drenched in feedback, reverb and…