verdict 1: the Wedding Present's George Best is like a somehow even more shitty and beige and monotonous Smiths if Morrissey had been an MRA douchebag instead of his own special breed of mopey racist, ALFy douchebag.

verdict 2: Sacrilege's Beyond the Realms of Madness is pretty glorious punky thrash, which reminds me of hearing some preacher on BBN years ago say (I don't know what the context was beyond "MUSIC WITH DRUMS EVIL RARRRSGJSFG") something like "they call it thrash punk" and even though this was before I had gotten into metal, I was like "nobody calls anything 'thrash punk.' thrashCORE maybe, or CROSSOVER thrash, both of which denotes hybrids of punk and thrash metal, or they make say that a thrash album is particularly punk-influenced but it's not like there's a scene of genre actually called "thrash punk," to the best of my knowledge" but anyway I think I'd like Sacrilege more if they didn't just seem like a milder precursor to my beloved Nuclear Death - female vocalist, punk/metal fusion, all that. But I'm not one to piss on Illinois Jacquet just because Arthur Doyle exists, y'dig? I can piss on it for overstaying its welcome by ten minutes, despite not even being a half hour long.

verdict 3: I was hoping Xoris Perideraio's Χορός για μουσική would be one of those Other-language lost classics that I'd get all kinds of props for digging up and exposing to the RYMlight (once I get back on there, natch) but then... AntiWarhol happened. Also, the album kind of sucks, it's got that Neil Young's Trans vibe so common on these affairs - yeah, it's got synths and drum machines, but the songs underneath still basically feel like meat'n'taters (M/A)OR rawk songs far too often - and there's nowhere near enough synth. Pass.

verdict 4: winner winner chicken dinner! now here's an AW-tipped synthy '85 Greek affair worth celebrating: Γκάλοπ by Lena Platanos is a bunch of synth-heavy spoken word meditations on... something, in Greek, naturally, with an abstract, fractal geometry/update of German expressionism feel - there's a playlist with videos for each song on YouTube and they all seem as cheesy and lo-budget as any video from 1985 is going to be, but it's DEFO worth hearing across all taste borders.