Mix Tape

People Tell Us What They’re Grooving To, Then Moose & Hive Respond

Lukas P.

WIZARD BEARDED // SPEAK, FRIEND, AND PARTY

It’s summertime, and you know what that means: SoCal Skate Punk, all the way! Put on your tank top, Vans Slip-Ons, and drink a light beer you stole from the corner store. To guide you through these shenanigans, I suggest tunes like “Sicker” by Melonball, “May 16th” by Lagwagon, and “Bottles” by The Swellers.

Melonball, a German (!) band formed in 2021, lays down entirely currently relevant punk riffs, bringing an energy that proves that today’s punks are inventing new things while staying true to their roots. Also, fuck Nazis. Lagwagon is a band that most folks have probably listened to before, but my God, does it hit right in the nostalgia. This track will make you yearn for summer breaks spent outside fucking around with your friends, dreaming about making out with your crush. Also from way back (2007?), The Swellers’ “Bottles” is a driving, emotional track that always makes me want to drive fast and scream-sing the lyrics with my windows down. Enjoy your summer, skaters!

The Moose’s Interpretation

1. Sicker - Melonball
2. Bottles - The Swellers
3. May 16 - Lagwagon
4. Shattered - Bad Cop Bad Cop
5. Possessed - Eagulls
6. DVP - PUP
7. Skate or Die - Teenage Bottlerocket
8. Vans - The Pack
9. Life Imitates Life - Quannnic

Summer Rinse isn’t clean — it’s a baptism in beer foam, sun rot, and fuzzed-out heartbreak. I built it for the kids still skating dead mall parking lots, for the grown-up punks who never stopped mouthing the words to “May 16” under their breath in traffic. These nine tracks aren’t a nostalgia grab — they’re a cracked-open love letter to sweat-soaked afternoons and the holy communion of movement and noise. Some are fresh burns (Melonball, Quannnic), some are old scars (Lagwagon, Swellers), but every one rips with urgency. This mix isn’t about genre polish — it’s about velocity, memory, and that moment when your wheels leave the ground and time lets go of your shirt.

-THE MOOSE

Django B.

Has Chops // Known To Wear Cowboy Boots

Recent Favorites:

Felice Brothers. Anything, really, but Celebration, FL is amazing. And I could live on a desert island for a while with Dreams to Dust.

Tobacco: Ultima II Massage is brutal and amazing.

I listen to a LOT of the Viagra Boys. Welfare Jazz is nearly a perfect concept album. And their new nearly-self-titled album Viagr Aboys is fabulous.

Embarrassingly, Frank Turner’s Positive Songs for Negative People is on constant rotation in my stupid brain.

Moondog is the biggest surprise I’ve had lately. Crazy old man instrumentals. Self-titled is my go-to.

Lord Willin’ from Clipse has been making me get through workdays.

And Woodbox Gang has a new record with some funny stuff on it. Doesn’t hold a candle to their Drunk as Dragons album, but it’s pretty good.

The HIVE’s Interpretation

1. Streaker (feat. Notrabel) - Tobacco
2. Ain’t Nice - Viagra Boys
3. Grindin’ - Clipse
4. Get Better - Frank Turner
5. Special Announcement - The Felice Brothers
6. Bird’s Lament - Moondog
7. Drunk as Dragons - WOodbox Gang
8. Gut Feeling/(Slap your Mammy) - Devo
9. True Love Will Find You In the End - Daniel Johnston

Nervous System is a procedural breakdown of modern affect—structured not around genre but around malfunction. The mix assembles tracks that operate like compromised subroutines: abrasive optimism, theatrical collapse, institutional parody, outsider ritual. It draws from a listener profile already tilted toward sonic disobedience and pattern dislocation: Tobacco’s analog filth, Viagra Boys’ deflated masculinity, Moondog’s ascetic loop-making, Clipse’s percussion-as-thesis. “Nervous System” doesn’t resolve. It flickers between command and corruption—sound rendered as a trace log of cultural drift, sincerity failure, and psychic overclocking.

-THE HIVE