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Caught somewhere between the art damage era of choppy '79 post punk and the blown out garage of right now Chicago comes Buffalo's MOCKBA. Cheap organ effects and cold WIRE-influenced chops all driven with the rocked out energy of the BLOODY HOLLIES. Paranoid punk that keeps trying to hammer that square peg in to the round hole, not giving two flying fucks about cozy little genres and scenes wanting to be the next big thing. I can dig. These cats have the cold wave rocked out, instigated their own little punk rock culture clash and pulled off one this months finest CDs.
-Sean Dougan, Maximum RocknRoll #278
Great stuff!!!!I don´t know if this band is joking with this image or if it is ment serious? Sorry for this question but sometimes artists got some kind of sick humor… If it is serious I´ll be the first in line to spread the workers revolution. Brothers and sisters we have to fight against globalism cause the only aim from the global players is to earn more and more and more and more…so stand up you only live once in this world. MOCKBA got the devinitive soundtrack for the revolution, ´cause if the revolution isn´t danceable it´s not my revolution!!!!"
- MS Daredevil April '06
This Garage Punk influenced band aren´t bad at all. They´ve got a pretty neat sound which fits in well with that scene and with tracks like ´Cheap Vodka´, ´The Kommunist Kangaroo Manifesto´ and ´Political Fac(shion)ism´ you can´t go wrong here. Like most Nicontine releases there´s twelve songs on here and they really do deserve a listen. While so many Garage Punk bands have over produced their sound I can testisfy that Mockba have it spot on. I rate this and you will too!
-Steve DIY Fullfrontalrecords UK
Mockba are all about communism and Mother Russia. I'd roll my eyes, but they're actually good. They play an eclectic style that swirls 50s rock n roll and 60s surf and garage into a '77 punk/'03 fashion band smoothie. It'll either interest you or annoy you, or maybe both at the same time.
-Read Magazine readmag.com
...This outfit has a charming commie thing going on which
adds a whole extra layer of naughtiness to the enjoyment of their power poppy
irreverence. The band is comprised of John Lenningrad, Paul McCarthy, George
TseTung and Pinko Starr, their real names, I kid you not! Well, they could be.
Their undying allegiance to the evil reds is apparent from the first angst heavy
strains of "li'l sputnik" to the last nasty happy blast of "the
kommunist kangaroo manifesto." Pogo and snarl along with these catchy mutants
as they fill you in on the "secret handshake" and "political
fac(shion)ism" and explain what goes on on "goat island beach."