October 20th, 2014
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Will be posting a new Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio (#47) in the next 48 hours, give or take - but the gettin’s still good on this one from two weeks ago as well.

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Australians. They’re all over Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46. The exiled convicts of yore have sprouted creative progeny several links down the generational chain, and now a week doesn’t go by when some top-notch Australian band doesn’t arrive in our inbox - and therefore onto this show. So DH #46 is represented well this time by Australians through the years - from the brand-new (Scrabbled, King Tears Mortuary, Clag, Straight Arrows, Southern Comfort and Eastlink) to those from nearly fifty years ago (Pip Proud, pictured here). We even tossed in some Americans, Brits and New Zealanders from the ages as well.

The show’s a little over an hour and features other new stuff from Buck Biloxi and The Fucks, Sneaks, Honey Radar, Dark Times and even Allo Darlin’ - whose singer, get this, is Australian! Good on ya, AU! Download or stream it below and feel free to grab some of the older shows as well.

Download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46 here. (or download it on SoundCloud instead)
Stream or download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46 on Soundcloud.
Subscribe to the show on iTunes.

Playlist:

TRAVEL AGENCY - Jailbait
CLAG - Twozza
SCISSOR FITS - I Don’t Want To Work For British Airways
THE AISLERS SET - Langour in the Balcony
SOUTHERN COMFORT - Me and My Baby
SNEAKS - True Killer
BILDERS - Bedrock Bay
PIP PROUD - Purple Boy Gang
SUBMARINE RACES - Wiretaps
THE MAKERS - Waste of Flesh
JACKKNIFE - Come On
SONIC CHICKEN 4 - Inspiration
THE RONDELLES - Safety in Numbers
SCRABBLED - Jeebus Cried
MIKE REP & THE QUOTAS - Mama Was a Schitzo, Daddy Was a Vegetable Man
HONEY RADAR - Stuttering Taprooms
PSANDWICH - Little White Cords
DARK TIMES - Control
STRAIGHT ARROWS - Can’t Stand It
BUCK BILOXI AND THE FUCKS - Tough Shit
KING TEARS MORTUARY - False Pregnancy
THE YUMMY FUR - Car Park
EASTLINK - Spring Street
ALLO DARLIN’ - Bright Eyes

Some past shows:
Dynamite Hemorrhage #45    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #44    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #43    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #42    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #41    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #40    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #39    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #38    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #37    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #36    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #35    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #34    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #33    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #32    (playlist)

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October 20th, 2014
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cheaterslicks:

Cheater Slicks Live at Bottom of the Hill San Francisco 1996. Partial show.

Fantastic stuff. I was at this show 18 years ago, and my mind was properly blown (again) by what by that point was the third time I’d seen them. Sadly, I only saw them once more after this, in Seattle in 1998 - and if I’m not mistaken, they haven’t been back to the West Coast ever since.

Reblogged from CHEATER SLICKS
October 16th, 2014
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GERMS fan club membership and care package (!). What could have been in it? Photo scan courtesy of the always right-on Waitakere Walks blog.

October 16th, 2014
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Alien & Warm
The Coneheads
Demo 2014

CONEHEADS mania in my car the last 48 hours. Best 8-minute demo tape since I don’t know when.

October 16th, 2014
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After posting my interview w/ them yesterday, realized it had been a long time since I’d actually listened to Virginia Dare’s “Baby Got Away”. Great record.

Have a feeling there will be a great many folks “unearthing” this band during the coming decade - and get this, they say they’re reuniting…!

(Source: Spotify)

October 16th, 2014
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October 15th, 2014
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SUPERDOPE #7 - 1994

My scanning of SUPERDOPE fanzine, which I used to write and put out myself back in the 1990s, continues apace. Here’s the lone issue that came out in 1994, SUPERDOPE #7. It was a small digest-sized mag centered around two in-person interviews I did with the bands Doo Rag andVirginia Dare. The interviews are then followed by a few book reviews and then a whole mess of record reviews. 

I can’t say that I’ve spent a whole lot of time listening to either Doo Rag or Virginia Dare since then, but hey, that’s where my 26-yr-old head was in 1994, and I still like ‘em both. Around this time I was also “running” a small record label called WOMB; you can see on the back of this ‘zine the ad I made for the Monoshock 45 I put out. A few months after this came out, Anthony from Past It Records and I put out a Demolition Doll Rods 45 as well, and that was the end of Womb Records.

Turned out it was pretty much the end of Superdope fanzine, as well - at least for four years. In 1998, I came back and published one final issue of the magazine. Alas, it’s the only one I still have any copies of anymore, and if you’re interested in it, this post provides some details on how to order it. #7, the one I’m posting here - well, I’m afraid you’ll have to scour the fanzine aftermarket. Or just download it here

DOWNLOAD Superdope #7 (1994)

October 14th, 2014
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Settled on this as the final final final cover for the upcoming Dynamite Hemorrhage #2 fanzine - coming next month.

Note the addition of a King Tears Mortuary interview….!

Order Issue #1 here, if you’re interested.

October 14th, 2014
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SUPERDOPE #6 - Summer 1993
SUPERDOPE was a print fanzine that I made from 1991 until 1998, in various sizes and formats and varying degrees of quality. This issue, SUPERDOPE #6, was not only the one with the largest print run and the widest distribution, I’d have to argue it was the one that I think came out the best, “all things considered”. Outside of the then-modern computer I’d use at the very patient and gracious Kimberly MacInnis’s house, who very much helped with the design structure (like, teaching me how to make columns), it was completely and totally hand-made, up to and including the bold lines that separate one article from the next. I actually would type those lines out by hitting the “dash” button multiple times in a big font, then cut the long strip of paper out, then glue it down onto my cardstock proof sheet (or whatever the thing is called that you send to the printer). Just look at this ridiculous cover here and you’ll see what I mean.Considering its size, this one came together in record time, too. I had just come off of a 2-month pseudo-gig in April/May 1993 as “road manager” for then-active rock band Claw Hammer, and had even kept a tour diary that I’d intended to use in this issue, which came out in August 1993, I believe. 
When I gave the band of whiff of this idea, the sour looks of disapproval and reproach that I received were most telling. What happens in Wichita and Boise stays in Wichita and Boise. So I set about to doing a few interviews, banged out a ton of record reviews, wrote up the first piece on film I’d ever done, and solicited some great contributions from the likes of Tom Lax (“Gregg Bereth”), Doug Pearson and Grady Runyan, as well as multiple gig photos from Sherri Scott, who took on the “chief photographer” role for the fanzine and who was also my roommate. It ended up in a print run of around 2,500 copies, and my inventory-keeping skills were so bad that I now have a mere 2 of them left.DOWNLOAD SUPERDOPE #6 A few notes on this one, in case you’re interested in downloading and reading it:- It’s a pretty big download, 248MB. Previous issues I scanned were well less than half of that, so it might take a few minutes to get to you.- The interviews I did with Don Howland and Jeff Evans from THE GIBSON BROS were both on the phone, fully recorded and fully transcribed. I’d never done that before, and somehow it ended up working very well. The interviews with COME, DADAMAH and HIGH RISE were either done via mail (the High Rise interview, which is a piece of lost-in-translation weirdness I’m very proud of) or on cassette tape, with the band reading my questions aloud and then verbally answering into a tape recorder.- Naturally, with the passage of 20 years, there’s a lot that looks silly now. There are bands I can’t even imagine listening to again that I make sound like godz and geniuses here. The Dead C, for one, although I’m actually coming around to them again after a long layoff. The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, a band that only a drunken 25-year-old could worship. Rocket From The Crypt. Please.- I really like Doug Pearson’s piece on 60s/70s heavy psych private-press records. The title I gave it, “I’m Going To Punch You In The Face, Hippie”, was not Mr. Pearson’s idea, nor was the photo of “him” that I used to accompany the article. He was kind enough to take it in good spirit back then, and I thank him for it. I would have probably flown off the handle.- The photo of World of Pooh used to accompany my review of them was actually given to me by guitarist Brandan Kearney to use. He didn’t want Barbara Manning to know he’d loaned it to me, for some reason, so the credit went to Nicole Penegor, Superdope’s former “staff photographer”. Thanks, Nicole!- Superdope #6 was the last large-format magazine I ever did. The following year I published a mini digest-sized edition, and then one more four years later, and that was it. I’ll try and get those scanned and posted soon in case anyone wants to take a look at ‘em.DOWNLOAD SUPERDOPE #6

SUPERDOPE #6 - Summer 1993

SUPERDOPE was a print fanzine that I made from 1991 until 1998, in various sizes and formats and varying degrees of quality. This issue, SUPERDOPE #6, was not only the one with the largest print run and the widest distribution, I’d have to argue it was the one that I think came out the best, “all things considered”. Outside of the then-modern computer I’d use at the very patient and gracious Kimberly MacInnis’s house, who very much helped with the design structure (like, teaching me how to make columns), it was completely and totally hand-made, up to and including the bold lines that separate one article from the next. I actually would type those lines out by hitting the “dash” button multiple times in a big font, then cut the long strip of paper out, then glue it down onto my cardstock proof sheet (or whatever the thing is called that you send to the printer). Just look at this ridiculous cover here and you’ll see what I mean.

Considering its size, this one came together in record time, too. I had just come off of a 2-month pseudo-gig in April/May 1993 as “road manager” for then-active rock band Claw Hammer, and had even kept a tour diary that I’d intended to use in this issue, which came out in August 1993, I believe.

When I gave the band of whiff of this idea, the sour looks of disapproval and reproach that I received were most telling. What happens in Wichita and Boise stays in Wichita and Boise. So I set about to doing a few interviews, banged out a ton of record reviews, wrote up the first piece on film I’d ever done, and solicited some great contributions from the likes of Tom Lax (“Gregg Bereth”), Doug Pearson and Grady Runyan, as well as multiple gig photos from Sherri Scott, who took on the “chief photographer” role for the fanzine and who was also my roommate. It ended up in a print run of around 2,500 copies, and my inventory-keeping skills were so bad that I now have a mere 2 of them left.

DOWNLOAD SUPERDOPE #6 

A few notes on this one, in case you’re interested in downloading and reading it:

- It’s a pretty big download, 248MB. Previous issues I scanned were well less than half of that, so it might take a few minutes to get to you.

- The interviews I did with Don Howland and Jeff Evans from THE GIBSON BROS were both on the phone, fully recorded and fully transcribed. I’d never done that before, and somehow it ended up working very well. The interviews with COME, DADAMAH and HIGH RISE were either done via mail (the High Rise interview, which is a piece of lost-in-translation weirdness I’m very proud of) or on cassette tape, with the band reading my questions aloud and then verbally answering into a tape recorder.

- Naturally, with the passage of 20 years, there’s a lot that looks silly now. There are bands I can’t even imagine listening to again that I make sound like godz and geniuses here. The Dead C, for one, although I’m actually coming around to them again after a long layoff. The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, a band that only a drunken 25-year-old could worship. Rocket From The Crypt. Please.

- I really like Doug Pearson’s piece on 60s/70s heavy psych private-press records. The title I gave it, “I’m Going To Punch You In The Face, Hippie”, was not Mr. Pearson’s idea, nor was the photo of “him” that I used to accompany the article. He was kind enough to take it in good spirit back then, and I thank him for it. I would have probably flown off the handle.

- The photo of World of Pooh used to accompany my review of them was actually given to me by guitarist Brandan Kearney to use. He didn’t want Barbara Manning to know he’d loaned it to me, for some reason, so the credit went to Nicole Penegor, Superdope’s former “staff photographer”. Thanks, Nicole!

- Superdope #6 was the last large-format magazine I ever did. The following year I published a mini digest-sized edition, and then one more four years later, and that was it. I’ll try and get those scanned and posted soon in case anyone wants to take a look at ‘em.

DOWNLOAD SUPERDOPE #6

October 13th, 2014
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The mighty TALES OF TERROR in Thrasher magazine, early 80s.

October 12th, 2014
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doomandgloomfromthetomb:

Barbara & Terri Manning - KFZ, Marburg, Germany, May 23, 1992

Lovely show from way back when over on the Archive, including some typically well-chosen covers of Fairport Convention and Gram Parsons. I’ve probably said it before, but Barbara’s records definitely deserve rediscovery…

01 8’s 02 Someone Wants You Dead 03 Straw Man 04 Lock Your Room (Uptight) 05 Joed Out 06 Never Park 07 $1,000 Wedding (Gram Parsons) 08 On On and One 09 Crazy Man Michael (Fairport Convention) 10 Sympathy Wreath 11 Scissors 12 Don’t Let It Bring You Down

encore: 13 Pity’s Sake (Sneaky Feelings) 14 I’m Only Asking You 15 Green

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October 9th, 2014
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Australians. They’re all over Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46. The exiled convicts of yore have sprouted creative progeny several links down the generational chain, and now a week doesn’t go by when some top-notch Australian band doesn’t arrive in our inbox - and therefore onto this show. So DH #46 is represented well this time by Australians through the years - from the brand-new (Scrabbled, King Tears Mortuary, Clag, Straight Arrows, Southern Comfort and Eastlink) to those from nearly fifty years ago (Pip Proud, pictured here). We even tossed in some Americans, Brits and New Zealanders from the ages as well.

The show’s a little over an hour and features other new stuff from Buck Biloxi and The Fucks, Sneaks, Honey Radar, Dark Times and even Allo Darlin’ - whose singer, get this, is Australian! Good on ya, AU! Download or stream it below and feel free to grab some of the older shows as well.

Download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46 here. (or download it on SoundCloud instead)
Stream or download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #46 on Soundcloud.
Subscribe to the show on iTunes.

Playlist:

TRAVEL AGENCY - Jailbait
CLAG - Twozza
SCISSOR FITS - I Don’t Want To Work For British Airways
THE AISLERS SET - Langour in the Balcony
SOUTHERN COMFORT - Me and My Baby
SNEAKS - True Killer
BILDERS - Bedrock Bay
PIP PROUD - Purple Boy Gang
SUBMARINE RACES - Wiretaps
THE MAKERS - Waste of Flesh
JACKKNIFE - Come On
SONIC CHICKEN 4 - Inspiration
THE RONDELLES - Safety in Numbers
SCRABBLED - Jeebus Cried
MIKE REP & THE QUOTAS - Mama Was a Schitzo, Daddy Was a Vegetable Man
HONEY RADAR - Stuttering Taprooms
PSANDWICH - Little White Cords
DARK TIMES - Control
STRAIGHT ARROWS - Can’t Stand It
BUCK BILOXI AND THE FUCKS - Tough Shit
KING TEARS MORTUARY - False Pregnancy
THE YUMMY FUR - Car Park
EASTLINK - Spring Street
ALLO DARLIN’ - Bright Eyes

Some past shows:
Dynamite Hemorrhage #45    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #44    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #43    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #42    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #41    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #40    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #39    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #38    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #37    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #36    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #35    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #34    (playlist) 
Dynamite Hemorrhage #33    (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #32    (playlist)

October 8th, 2014
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For those just joining the SUPERDOPE saga – a set of 90s rocknroll fanzines I’ve been posting on Dynamite Hemorrhage the past week – Superdope was a music fanzine that I personally published from 1991-1998. 7 of the 8 issues came out in a three-year period, ’91-’94, with one last one completing the set in 1998. I wasn’t trying to build any sort of empire, further a writing career or even make money, and as life would have it, none of these happened in any case. Yet it was a pretty consuming part of my life during that time. I got especially serious with this issue and its follow-up later in 1993. Both were well-distributed, and if any of the issues still make their way around the fanzine-trading sphere anymore, it’s these.


A few notes on SUPERDOPE #5, which was written during the Fall and early winter of 1992, and came out at the very start of 1993:

  • First, apologies for the scan coming out a little “dirty”-looking in spots. Everything’s perfectly readable, but in order to get a successful scan on my home-based all-in-one printer thing, I need to physically press down each page with the palm of my hand as it’s scanning. Sometimes this works, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes I’m a little too lazy to go scan it again. I suppose it adds to the “raw vibe”, right? I guess your physical fanzine might have aged far worse.
  • I don’t believe there were too many interviews with THE NIGHT KINGS and the THOMAS JEFFERSON SLAVE APARTMENTS in their day. This was back when I was still doing interviews by mail. Mail! I’d send a list of questions and a blank cassette to the bands, and they’d usually record their answers after a practice. They’d then put the blank cassette in the mail, and I’d transcribe the whole thing. Most would usually send along some flyers and photos as well, and that’s what usually ended up in the magazine. There were no (accessible) scanners, nothing digital at all – I’d copy them at Kinko’s and then carefully send them back to the bands. Part of the narcissism involved in the struggle making a ‘zine back then was the payoff in finally seeing your finished product, the one cobbled with scissors and glue and sheets of white paper surreptitiously printed at work. I’d get in the car and start immediately driving it over to friends’ houses and to San Francisco record stores to be sold while the ink was still smudging.
  • FLY ASHTRAY were a NYC band I’d gotten really into from their first two 45s. They didn’t want to send me any real photos of themselves (faces made for radio?), so they instead sent along a bunch of strange, clipped art and photos that I passed off as legitimate pictures of the band. I got more than one comment about the “band photo” that shows 4 stupefied zombies, two of whom are African-American, as being “surprising” since the readers didn’t quite expect the band to “look like that”.
  • I had some very strong contributors this issue – Tom Lax, who was running Siltbreeze Records in full swing at that time (he got a great back cover ad for free for his efforts); Doug Pearson, the designated “hippie rock” record reviewer (reissues of 70s private-press records were really big at the time and Doug had them all); Glen Galloway, who besides fronting the band TRUMAN’S WATER had his own excellent fanzine "Zero Gravity", and Grady Runyan, who submitted this weird and not altogether flattering piece on what was then my #2 favorite band in the universe, the THINKING FELLERS UNION LOCAL 282, which I published “under my breath”, as it were. Then there were two excellent photographers – Nicole Penegor and Sherri Scott (my roommate) - who contributed a ton of original photographs that I very much wish I could have represented better than with cheapo 10-cent photocopies from Kinko’s.
  • Finally, I find way more to cringe about in this issue than even in the earlier ones. I was getting cocky, with a fanzine that (a few dozen) people actually liked, and started writing a little over my head. I was just 25 years old, but should have known far better than to start cracking so many BANANAFISH-like dumbass in-jokes that I don’t even understand to this day. My credo at the time appeared to be, “If this line will make my friend Brett (or Doug, or Steve, or Grady, or Mitch, or whomever) laugh, then I’ll put it in there”. Other fanzines seemed to employ this trick, and perhaps at the time I thought it helped cultivate an air of mystery – like something I might want to get in on – but there are things in this one that would have made me just put the thing down and call the editor an insufferable bore. But it was a blast at the time, and perhaps you’ll like it better than I do.

I believe SUPERDOPE returned to form later that year with Issue #6, and I’ll probably post that tomorrow or later this week. You can download this one – it’s a big PDF – right here.

Download SUPERDOPE #5

October 7th, 2014
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CLAG, from Brisbane, Australia, performing “Scum Manor” in 1993. Thanks to Jon for turning me onto this one about fifteen minutes ago.

You guys were already way onto Clag, weren’t you??

October 7th, 2014
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Of the 8 issues of SUPERDOPE fanzine that I self-published in the 1990s, this fourth issue from Summer 1992 probably had the lowest print run and is the most “rare” (which is not to be confused with “desirable”). If anyone’s been waiting to read it, and has been bidding up the price of any copies that make it to eBay (this truly happens with some of Superdope’s back issues, which is amazing to me), well, here you go. It’s so rare that I only have one beat-up copy myself.

This came out only about 4-5 months after SUPERDOPE #3, which you can download here. Like that one, it was a small-format ‘zine I pumped out very quickly, run off at some long-gone printer on Fillmore Street and distributed mainly at Tower Records stores, local San Francisco record stores, and See/Hear in New York. I got more serious (again) with the subsequent issue, but I’m getting ahead of myself and will post that one presently.

A few thoughts about this one:

• The contributors this time were Doug Pearson - a local pal who, until recently, was front & center at every single rocknroll show I went to, leading me to believe that for every show I attended (which is one every 6-8 weeks, maybe?) he was holding court at twenty - and Tom Lax, then as now the proprietor of SILTBREEZE records. I wrote the rest. I knew of Lax as a writer first, before he started the label. His stuff was funny, deeply knowledgeable and intensely aware of every sub-movement and sub-sub-movement in every forgotten crawlspace of underground rock, in every nook & cranny of the globe. When he still writes for his Siltblog, which is unfortunately infrequently, it’s essential reading. I thought it was a “pretty big coup” that he felt Superdope good enough to lend his name to.

• Though THE BRAINBOMBS interview was the first attention they ever really got in the US or elsewhere (I had been blown away by that “Jack The Ripper Lover” single), I’m not all that happy that I furthered their legacy, such that it is. I’ve come to see this hate/kill/blood music as stunted children’s music. It’s something that underdeveloped twentysomethings appreciate, but like Freddy Kreuger and Che Guevara, also something that is easy, and relatively painless, to “age out of”. When the otherwise right-on Z-GUN magazine, put out by intelligent thirtysomethings/fortysomethings who should have known better, did a frothing, multiple-contributor “Brainbombs tribute” in one of their 2010 issues, it struck me as totally preposterous. Smart people, with highly-developed BS detectors, praising a band who sings about mutilation, child rape and torture, like it was somehow bold, daring and shocking. What’s shocking is that anyone could be intellectually stunted enough to still get a thrill off these mental pygmies. Mea culpa. I made a mistake giving these guys any press beyond a record review or two, despite the musical thud of their early 45s.

• 1992 was obviously a very good vintage for raw and exciting underground rock. Looking at the then-new records we covered in this one – Night Kings, Claw Hammer, Sun City Girls, Cheater Slicks, Thinking Fellers, Venom P. Stinger – I’d have to mark this particular year as my “peak” for intense music & record adulation. The stuff we covered was better than in previous issues, and the records we praised are more lasting (“The Woggles” - wha? - notwithstanding). 

I’ll be back in a few with three of the final four issues we published.

Download SUPERDOPE #4 (this is a big PDF file)

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