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It’s all about the young musicmakers of today this time on DYNAMITE HEMORRHAGE RADIO – this 65-minute podcast features a bunch of ‘em, including brand new stuff from Household, Neonates, Wildhoney, The Ar-Kaics, Toxie, Terry Malts, Ruby Pins and even the swan song from Sic Alps. Holy mackerel. I also took a page directly from the book of New Zealand’s (and The Dead C’s) Bruce Russell, and played a set of kiwi postpunk, punk and noise from the early 1980s on “small labels”, just as Mr. Russell did on this excellent podcast. I was taking notes, as you’ll see. The show is rounded out by other sub-underground sound from Jackknife, Blast Off Country Style, The Spits, Dara Puspita, Bona Dish, Flesh Eaters and more.

Download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio Podcast #20 here.
Subscribe to the show on iTunes here.
Listen to it (or download it) on Soundcloud here.

Track listing:

JACKKNIFE – Come On
WILDHONEY – Super Stupid
WINGTIP SLOAT – M31
LINDA LAINE & THE SINNERS – There He Goes
THE TUTS – Beverly
DARA PUSPITA – A Go Go
BONA DISH – Mutation
RUBY PINS – My Friends Are Insane
HOUSEHOLD – A New Leaf
TERRY MALTS – They’re Feeding
NEONATES – Over Fire
TOXIE – Ties
LIFE IN THE FRIDGE EXISTS – Have You Checked The Children?
NAKED SPOTS DANCE – Crescendo/Circle Moon
THE OXES – Garden City Hell Flight
THE PLAYTHINGS – Coloured
25 CENTS – Don’t Deceive Me
RITUAL SEX – Caligula
THE AR-KAICS – Make It Mine
BLAST OFF COUNTRY STYLE – Lake Eerie
THE SPITS – Flags
THE FLESH EATERS – Jesus Don’t Come Through The Cotton
SIC ALPS – Biz Bag

Past Shows:

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A book about punk rock in late 70s/early 80s Southern California – absolutely impossible for me to resist. I did hold off for three years on Dewer MacLeod’s “KIDS OF THE BLACK HOLE” because, at first flip, it appeared to be a dissertation-level sociological study of suburban evolution in Reagan-era Los Angeles, threaded with warmed-over punk rock history – a history I’m well-familiar with, given that LA punk & its offshoots circa ‘77-’83 is my favorite era of music anywhere, ever. My initial take on this was not very wide of the mark, I’m afraid, though it was just interesting enough – and I mean just – for me to finish it all the way through. It’s not that MacLeod’s a poor writer per se, because he’s not. He just writes like he’s needing to turn this in as a paper to a professor who could never understand the paradigm-busting pleasures of Southern California punk rock, so the book is larded with all sorts of half-baked sociological theory in parts, when it’s pretty clear that what MacLeod really wanted to do was give you a slam-bang killer overview of the music he loved and loves.

So what you get is a conventional start-to-finish chronological story of how LA punk developed out of the glitter/glam mid-70s, exploded in Hollywood, branched out to Orange County and the Valley, got violent and faster, and then fizzled out. What bugs me is how much MacLeod relies on second-hand source material, like old Slash Magazines and the oral histories already written about this scene, and adds so little of his own recollections and stories to it. The interviews he quotes aren’t, by and large, interviews that he did, but rather interviews from Flipside, or Slash, or NoMag. I mean, that’s a book that you and I can write tomorrow, assuming a decent-sized heft to our personal 70s/80s fanzine collections.

I’ll admit, there was at least one new-to-me nugget in here that hadn’t popped up elsewhere. My pal Jerry from Orange County has told me some pretty hilarious stories of a goony early 80s punk rock gang from the small OC suburb of La Mirada called the “La Mirada Punks” – the “LMPs”. They made this book! Hooray LMPs! Chris D. and the Flesh Eaters, one of my all-time faves as well, also merit a couple of short paragraphs, which is a goddamn miracle considering how shut out they’ve been from previous texts. I truly wish there had been more insider dope and less haven’t-I-read-that-somewhere-before moments.

That’s not the worst of it, with all due respect to MacLeod. The book will start talking about hardcore punk pit fighting among bandana-wearing morons at TSOL and Adolescents shows, for instance, and then screech to a halt for an overview of gangs in America – “greasers” and Zoot Suit-wearers in the 50s and so on – to put it all in its sociological context. It’s boring, it’s unconvincing, and again, it reads like a college essay. Then the book gets back on track again with some cool Germs and Black Flag stories or discussions of the Great Punk Scare of 1981, before the cycle repeats itself. In no way would I recommend this book as your intro into LA punk history; for that, I’d follow a path through “Hardcore California”, “We Got The Neutron Bomb”, “Violence Girl” and the outstanding “Lexicon Devil – The Fast Times and Short Life of Darby Crash”. THEN, if you’re not satiated – I’m still not, by any means – then you should find a used copy of this one, and approach with caution.

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THE FLESH EATERS and friends in Los Angeles, would have been about 1982 or so.

I believe “Loup Garou” were a spinoff of Australia’s LIPSTICK KILLERS, who had moved to LA, but someone may need to check that for me. You can hear Chris D repeat those words – that band name – at the end of the song “Divine Horsemen”.

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With the express written consent of Byron Coley and Chris D, I’m posting an outstanding, well-recorded 45 minutes of THE FLESH EATERS, practicing new and recent songs in 1983, right before they broke up. I’ve had this on tape for a number of years, and it’s a not only a ripping set of “heavy punk thunder from the lake of burning fire” (to coin a phrase), it’s a fascinating look into what the band might have evolved into had they continued. As it was, they’d hit their proverbial limits, and shortly after this, Chris D put together his acoustic “Time Stands Still” album before getting a full-blown band together again with his wife Julie Christensen, THE DIVINE HORSEMEN.

After a few well-oiled, blowout “Hard Road To Follow” numbers (their album which had come out earlier that year), you get to hear sketches of songs Chris later put out with other bands, like “All I Have” with Stone By Stone, and “Love Call” & “Stone By Stone” with The Divine Horsemen. Fantastic stuff. Download it and share your Flesh Eaters stories in the comments – because, alas, I never saw ‘em until they’d started up again seven years later.

Download THE FLESH EATERS – PRACTICE TAPE, 1983

Tracks:

1. Every Time I Call Your Name
2. Buried Treasure
3. Poison Arrow

4. Hard Road To Follow
5. Father of Lies
6. Louie Louie
7. All I Have

8. Down In The Ditch
9. Stone By Stone
10. Love Call