Awkward Car Ride on Fri 8/11/17

Artist Title Album New Local
Neurosis Lost Enemy of the Sun
Damad Burning Cold Burning Cold
Napalm Death Born on Your Knees Scum
Devoid of Faith To Be Made An Example Of Discography
Born Against The Nail That Sticks Up Gets Hammered Down The Rebel Sound of Shit & Failure
The Melvins Hung Bunny/Roman Bird Dog Lysol
Nailbomb Shit Pinata Point Blank
Integrity Hymn for the Children of the Black Flame Howling, For The Nightmare Shall Consume
Hiram-Maxim Witchhunt Ghosts
Sleep From Beyond Holy Mountain
Sleeping Body Home Is Foreign Awaken
Converge The Saddest Day Petitioning the Empty Sky
Coalesce I'm Giving Up On This One split 7" with The Get Up Kids
Rorschach Shanks Autopsy
Dillinger Escape Plan The Mullet Burden Under The Running Board
Disfear The Cage Live The Storm
Karp I'd Rather Be Clogging Action Chemistry
Ink & Dagger The Road To Hell Drive This Seven Inch Wooden Stake Through My Philadelphia Heart
Misfits Skulls 12 Hits From Hell
Murder City Devils Midnight Service At The Mutter Museum Thelema
Mission Of Burma That's When I Reach For My Revolver Signals, Calls, and Marches
Jawbreaker Outpatient 24 Hour Revenge Therapy
Jawbox Thin White Line Cooling Card (single)
Ruined In A Day Who'll Stop The Rain Throwing Nickels: A CCR Tribute
The Avengers Thin White Line Avengers
Fracture Atom Discography
Inquisition Copsong Revolution... I Think It's Called Inspiration
Choking Victim Born to Die Squatta's Paradise ep
Blowdryer My Own Deprogrammed ep
Louie Louie Hang It Up Friend of a Stranger
Dead Milkmen Dean's Dream Big Lizard In My Backyard
Bouncing Souls Quick Check Girl Maniacal Laughter
Conflict The Serenade Is Dead Standard Issue 82-87

Awkward Car Ride

Charles III
This program is not on the schedule.
Sunday 4-6pm
Sunday 4-6pm
Sunday 4-6pm
Friday 11am-2pm
It's like being stuck in a car on the first date for 3 hours. The conversation isn't going great. Everything in the universe is slowly spiraling out of control. You're staring out the passenger side window. I have nothing to say as clearly as I can think it. Silence. The music tells you more about me than I ever will. And not all of its good.