Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio

Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #90

This 90th time we’ve assembled together here at Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio, we’re taking a deeper interest in the music of CATE LE BON; we’re supplying listeners with new sounds from BRAIN DRAIN, WEAPON MAN, BLANK SQUARE, GEN POP, SIDA, DRINKS (pictured) and more; we’re indulging in a 70s Euro-glam detour; and we’re shelf-digging stuff out for you from ROYAL TRUX, AMOS & SARA, THE BONGOS and others.

Why not join dozens of other like-minded individuals around the world and spend a little time curling up w/ our latest hour-long episode?

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Track listing:

CATE LE BON – Rock Pool
GEN POP – The Wall
SIDA – Subject Awesome
ON ON ON – Chamoney
SIX MINUTE WAR – Giles Hall
WEAPON MAN – Everybody is Shit
SUN BATHER – Waiting
PAMELA – I’m Nobody
BRAIN DRAIN – Norwood’s Disease
DRINKS – I Am a Miserable Pig
THE BONGOS – In The Congo
COASTING – Portland
CRUNCH – Let’s Do It Again
ANGEL – Little Boy Blue
MABEL – I’m Only Here to RocknRoll
CAPTAIN LOCKHEED & THE STARFIGHTERS – Ejection
BLANK SQUARE – Put a Lid on It
ROYAL TRUX – Incineration
AMOS AND SARA – Green is a Bad Colour
CATE LE BON – Aside From Growing Old

Live Reviews

CRIME / SALEM LIGHTS / KILLER’S KISS, 10-1-04

 

I went to a reunion of “San Francisco’s first and only rock and roll band”, CRIME, over 12 years ago. This review, from my old Agony Shorthand blog, is the story of that night.

CRIME / SALEM LIGHTS / KILLER’S KISS, 10-1-04, Thee Parkside, San Francisco…..

My evening started at a high-society benefit/Q&A with “Curb Your Enthusiasm”’s LARRY DAVID, which I had to high-tail it from in order to find a way to crash the massive, big deal, ultra-secret-but-everyone’s-talking-about-it CRIME reunion show.

The Larry David thing was packed with black-clad matrons in pashmina wrap-arounds & 5-inch heels, former mayors, back-slapping titans of industry, and glistening glitterati as far as the eye could see. Obviously I was a tight fit with that crowd, my people. Storming the Crime thing right afterward, I found a great American (CO) had thankfully secured me a rare ticket, and that there were plenty to be had regardless.

Apparently they kept the reunion of San Francisco’s first and only rock and roll band a little too secret, but by the time the band got on there were a bunch of hooters & hollerers amped and ready for ‘77-style action. There was even a posse of awesome leather-clad, mirror-shaded Japanese hipsters right out of the Shinjuku underground & straight off the JAL flight from Tokyo, as there always seems to be whenever there’s a big “garage rock” festival in San Francisco. This was the kick-off night of a 3-day “Budget Rock” fiesta, so let’s quit the gawking and start talking about the rocking.

It was great to see KILLER’S KISS back up this year’s loud-ass 45 with an equally tough set. They’re probably the closest thing this coast has in spirit and approach to the REIGNING SOUND, but with a little more in the way of 60s-style growling & pummeling. One guitarist is all about propelling the song forward, the other about jarring feedback and screech, and there’s a anarchronistic female keyboardist pounding away to make herself heard above the racket. A fine way to get the eardrums in shape and my game face on.

I was really surprised by the SALEM LIGHTS, not simply because that was my Mom’s 1970s brand of choice. These guys reminded me of nothing so much as one of my drunk-era early 90s faves, THE HUMPERS, with a glammy Small Faces/Mott The Hoople overlay to big, bombastic, meaty hooks. Another blow-the-sockets rock band, one with one killer crunching song often another. I thoroughly enjoyed them with only a mere sheet to the wind, and in response to the inevitable question – were they simply a “middle band”? I say no way! I’m calling in my pint orders ahead of time next time these guys hit a local stage.

I’ve vacillated on my I-don’t-do-reunion-shows stance after seeing Mission of Burma a couple times, but after CRIME’s flat, lackluster set I’m thinking of clamping the lid back on. I figure these guys – these Crime guys – really don’t deserve a ritual flogging; I mean it was 2/4th of the godlike legends CRIME, right, and you have to throw out some big props just for trying to give it another go. But perhaps it never really dawned on me just what an outstanding guitar player the deceased-since-1996 FRANKIE FIX was, and how that patented ungodly wailing guitar sound was his & his alone. JOHNNY STRIKE, bless him, was and remains a competant rhythm guitarist, but you lose Fix’s incredible 3-second leads (leads that make tracks like, oh, say “Hot Wire My Heart”, unlike any punk or rock & roll band ever) and you lose a LOT.

Pat Ryan from the NUNS stood in tonight but it just wasn’t there. Was there really ever anything more to the Nuns than a beautiful girl, “Decadent Jew”, and friends in the right places? Maybe. I’m feeling generous. But when they tried to play “Hot Wire My Heart”, it was almost unrecognizable without that squealing guitar squirting out like molten toothpaste after every lyric.

They also did “Murder By Guitar” and “Piss On Your Dog”, and maybe another one from the olde days, but it appears this new Crime are going to give the reunion thing a real college try, and that this was the first of several shows to come. Thus, they’ve written a whole suite of new songs, none of which stuck out as particularly memorable nor annoying – songs that just sort of flopped around on the floor begging for attention.

And despite being lucky enough to share a stage with Johnny Strike and Hank Rank, whose hour this really should have been, the garrulous bass player kept bleating about We’re gonna” this and We are Crime” that. Dude. A little respect! I too once dreamt I’d be standing up on stage as Ron The Ripper, but in my sweat-bathed dream, I kept as quiet as a churchmouse and let the real warhorses bask in the glory they’d earned. So hey, call it first-night jitters or maybe the soft bigotry of high expectations. I truly applaud Johnny & Hank for getting out there on the rock campaign trail again, but I think I’ve seen what I needed to see of the 21st Century CRIME.

Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio

Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #89

“Fiddling while DC burns” edition. A salve and tonic for tough friggin’ times. New stuff from GEE TEE, FEATURE and BEATNIKS, and a host of older material from the last five decades of sub-underground rocknroll, including CAN, LA DRUGS, THE KIWI ANIMAL (pictured), HALF JAPANESE, THIGH MASTER, TRÜMMERFRAUEN and BUTTER UTTER (!)

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Track listing:

FEATURE – Schedules Align
TRÜMMERFRAUEN – Gelbkreuz
GEE TEE – Rev Arena
FIREWORKS – She’s a Tornado
ANGST – Neil Armstrong
THE LONG BLONDES – Darts
LA DRUGS – High School
THIGH MASTER – Head of the Witch
DISCO ZOMBIES – Mary Millington
TACTICS – Watch My Hands
RUBY PINS – My Friends Are Insane
THE KIWI ANIMAL – Assassin
BEATNIKS – Dreamless
A-FRAMES – Test Tube Baby
THE MIAMI DOLPHINS – Blender
FEEDTIME – Motorbike Girl
SCORPIO TUBE – Yellow Listen
HALF JAPANESE – Girl Athletes
BUTTER UTTER – Soho
CAN – Oh Yeah

Hemorrhage in Dub

Hemorrhage in Dub #4

This irregular spin-off podcast from Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio is the place to cram your ears with 1 hour of deep, heavy, face-melting DUB from 1970s Jamaica. We pay close attention this time, on HEMORRHAGE IN DUB #4, to recent reissues on Pressure Sounds, Jamaican Recordings and Dub Store Records, and after doing the math, it’s come to our conclusion that King Tubby had a hand in over half of the tracks you’ll be listening to this time.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course. Get a full handle on some of the most intense 70s dub of all time by pressing play, or by downloading this one now.

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Track listing:

JOHNNY CLARKE & THE AGGROVATORS – A Ruffer Version
TAPPA ZUKIE – Population Dub
LINVAL THOMPSON – Africa Love Dub
REVOLUTIONARIES – Cell Block Dub
OSSIE ALL-STARS – Leggo Dub
ERROL BROWN – Orthodox Dub
IMPACT ALL-STARS – Maro
JOHNNY CLARKE/KING TUBBY – Skanking With Pablo
AUGUSTUS PABLO – 1 Ruthland Close
THE AGGROVATORS/KING TUBBY – Channel Get Knockout
SKIN FLESH & BONES – Dub to the Vein
MORWELL UNLIMITED & KING TUBBY – John Bull
GG ALL-STARS – Let Me Dub
AFRICAN HEAD CHARGE – Crocodile Hand Luggage
YABBY YOU & THE PROPHETS – Life Money Version

Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio

Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio #88

It’s the first Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio of 2017, and we’re hoping you’re gonna think it’s a whopper. Just over one hour, as always, this time with new stuff from RAYS (pictured; photo by Melissa Leitman), EXILES FROM CLOWNTOWN, GEE TEE, BALEINE 3000 and GROWTH, along with newer reissue material from SMALL WORLD EXPERIENCE, METAL URBAIN and DRIVER U.F.O.

There’s also some vault action from everyone from WIRE to GUIDED BY VOICES to THE GORIES. In order to get a handle on it, you’re going to need to press play.

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Track listing:

GEE TEE – Thugs in Cars
RAYS – Drop Dead
TWILIGHTERS – Nothing Can Bring Me Down
BALEINE 3000 – Fried Oyster
THE MIAMI DOLPHINS – Carcrash
NOTS – Dust Red
THE GORIES – Drowning
DRIVER U.F.O. – Cuisinart
THE CLITS – Zoo Song
WIRE – Outdoor Miner
GUIDED BY VOICES – Break Even
METAL URBAIN – Paris Maquis
PATSY – Nazis Are So Plain
THE LAST SONS OF KRYPTON – Atom Bomb
GIBSON BROS – My Young Life
SMALL WORLD EXPERIENCE – Get Lost
CRASH NORMAL – Moon Food
BONA DISH – 8am
GROWTH – Ice Age
EXILES FROM CLOWNTOWN – Oh Well

Music Reviews

COUNTRY TEASERS : “THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK” CD

(Originally posted on my Agony Shorthand blog, June 2006)

COUNTRY TEASERS : “THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK” CD……

Every couple years or so our old friends the COUNTRY TEASERS seem to come around with a new one chock full of jaunty skiffles, nasally rants and weirdo keyboard-based dirges, and every couple years the payoff amounts to about a solid B-, give or take a grade.

Oh, I’ve sort of said otherwise in the past, but the march of time & the wisdom of age has helped me to understand why I’m seeing the glass as half empty this time. To read the hyperbole spilled out on these guys every release, you’d think that these discs were something you’d wanna put on time & again, day in and day out all year, because these guys are such a wildly inventive gas. I don’t know about that; I can honestly say that for all my respect for this act, dragging their discs out of storage for repeat play doesn’t happen a whole hell of a lot. Allow me to explain.

First, let’s establish what’s good about this CD and about the Teasers in general. I’ve always liked the total ramshackle construction of their songs & the fuck-all way lead nihilist Ben Wallers slurs out his words. Everything about the band appears to be so inborn & with nary a thought to what folks think that they’re capable of some real naval-gazing bedroom genius at times. Every record has a couple of doozies. When they’re hitting on all six cylinders, a better FALL-inspired Northern European post-punk aggro country band can’t be found. You’ll find that band on this record’s “Points of View” and closing “Please Ban Music/Gegen Alles”, and it’s a real treat.

My concerns lie on two fronts. Ever since a friend gave me a tape of this at-the-time-unrecorded band around 1992 or so, I’ve quickly tired of Wallers’ insistence on punctuating every record with his giggle-giggle-I’m-so-bad “transgressive words” – “Jew”, “coon”, “Hitler”, “blacks”, “queer” etc. Once you get a politically incorrect
titter out of the listener – and believe me, I will always love a smartly-delivered right hook to the word police – what’s left? It appears that entire songs continue to be built around slipping said words into the lyrics, and that’s about as boring as bean curd.

But that’s not as big a deal as the aforementioned staying power of the music. You folks that talk about the Teasers like they’re consistently awesome and are such brave radical musical iconoclasts, are you seriously cranking this up and playing it for your pals? Because a large chunk of it’s dull dull dull, meandering with no direction forward, backward nor home – just made-up-on-the-point garbage (or highly calculated to sound that way, I don’t know).

I read three reviews of this thing already just this past couple weeks that posit that it’s the
goddamn musical second coming. Midheaven Mailorder, flacking for this thing on their web site, ask the very easily answerable question, “Is there another current group operating at such a high level musically or lyrically?”. Wow, probably not, right? The evidence is overwhelming! Seriously, did you guys even listen to this thing?

I repeat myself – The Country Teasers are a solid B- band all the way around, and this thing comes off the shelves for reevaluation again in 2008 at the earliest.