There’s been a recent shift in the British musical order that’s let in a new pack of first-rate yobbish garage punks – bands like the Suburban Homes, City Yelps, and my new punk rock favorite by a mile, The Worms.
These London bombers have a blink-&-miss tape full of raw stuttering riffs, big angry sneers and growls and a shard-heavy approach to the guitar that’s both minimal and damaging. The faster numbers wouldn’t be out of place on a mid-90s Registrators or Teengenerate Japan-punk album (and are better than both); the more deliberate ones are way more in the snarling and oafish spirit of ’77.
I don’t quite see them as “boot boys”, but they’ve crafted some intelligent hooliganism that’s way, way too good to just be on a tape.
It stays in the vein that the podcast has mostly mined: raw, sub-underground rock music of a lo-fidelity or otherwise challenged bent. 18 tracks, all available to stream right now over here.
THE COOLIES – Scorpio 10 HONEY RADAR – Niacin Man CCTV – Paranoia LITHICS – Lizard RAW PONY – Bo Diddley RAYS – Model or You? MANSION – Fleshed Out CALAMARI GIRLS – All The Celbrities BENT – Skeleton Man LIME CRUSH – Graveyard CONSTANT MONGREL – The Law URANIUM CLUB – The Collector WET BLANKETS – No Carrots ERASE ERRATA – History of Handclaps PSYCHIC SOVIETS – Authority Complex POLIO CLUB – Light as a Feather PARKAY QUARTS – Pretty Machines DANCE ASTHMATICS – Liquid Lunch
Here are two flyers folks posted over there, showing the breadth and weirdness of the day. Roy Loney and the Phantom Movers (ex-Flamin’ Groovies) with opener Black Flag(!!?!). One can only imagine.
Then there’s these back-to-back bills at the American Indian Center at 14th and Valencia, where I believe an artisanal french toast restaurant now stands (no joke). One night it’s the Circle Jerks; the next night it’s Canned Heat. The hippies hadn’t shuffled off San Francisco’s mortal coil just yet to make way for the punx, and it looks like venues were trying their best to turn a buck or two from both camps.
This is something I was hoping to see. CCTV put that one song, “Mind Control”, on Tumblr earlier in the year and the kids went crazy: stage diving, fights, long-winded rhetoric, excessive podcasting – you name it.
Respect the NWI and keep your eyes peeled for this happening combo. They’re workin’ on it.
I bought my first-ever copy of SLASH magazine last week – it’s the one I posted a few scans from already, and the one you see pictured here, from early 1980.
I thought the magazine was going to be compiled in a book one day by some enterprising young moneymaker – lord knows they’d get a few buyers. Erudite, opinionated and on the scene of Los Angeles punk rock ‘77-’80 as it was happening, it’s a huge cut above most other fanzines of its day or any other. I got to read my punker cousin’s copies a couple of decades ago, and figured I’d wait for that book to finally get made, just like the two books of SEARCH & DESTROY fanzines were – which was the (inferior) San Francisco counterpart to SLASH.
Eventually I started bidding for copies of Slash on eBay, without winning, and eventually found other routes to procuring this copy – with five more on the way soon. If I can get over my nervousness about creasing, spindling, folding and mutilating the magazine, look forward to more scans from these magazines here in the near future.