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Joe Belock's Three Chord Monte radio show has been running for as long as I can remember - and it's always been consistently awesome. Check it out on WFMU, New York. Click the link for the incredible archive!!!
7" Single from Grimace - 'Dogpatch'
Grimace were a punkish postish darkish industrish band from Denver, Colorado in the early 90's. As far as I know, this was their only 7" vinyl outing. What a great find! Released in 1994 on the Grim-Ass Incorporated label, Dogpatch and the b-side Propeller Head are two dark downbeat 33rpm pieces of brilliance.
Dogpatch is featured on the 1995 album 'Beefcake' - which has been added to the MUST HAVE list....
From the remotest parts of Scotland and the remotest parts of his mind - Dan Allaby is about to release this album - 'The EBGBs'
Sons Of Selina - The Dilemma Sessions. A cassette album recorded on this day 30 years ago and later released by the Music & Elsewhere label (Jun91). The release was a collection of experimental pieces of soundscapes and noise, with no conventional songs. Click here for full Sons Of Selina discography - http://link2wales.co.uk/2004/archive-reviews/sons-of-selina-discography/
A new zine compiled by Efa Supertramp called GWARTH AR Y TEULU (Disgrace on the Family) The zine includes a lot of Welsh-language content, but also some in English and a lot of art. However if you don’t speak Welsh there is a lot of content you won’t be able to read – we still think it’s worth getting one if you’re interested in Welsh music and art! The zine is loosely about shame, it’s a space for people who don’t fit in to tease and rant about the things that make them angry… how can we expect a revolution when everyone is so fucking polite? This is a zine by the misfits, queers, working class and radical… It’s 36 pages, printed in full colour. The cover is printed by Twinkle & Gloom, a North Wales artist.
Rabo De Toro - Bangor ‘punk’ band - I put punk in inverted commas as they had an anarchist vocalist backed by a sometimes jazz, sometimes rock, sometimes punk band. Paul Mattock at the back was the original drummer with The Ruts.
The band released one eponymous album before splitting in 2020.
Once seen never forgotten... Check out - http://link2wales.co.uk/2019/latest-news/new-release-rabo-de-toro-debut-album/
Spam Javelin single on it’s way
Herd Impunity will be the next Spam Javelin single and is out on all digital platforms on Nov 20th...
Devo – Penetration in The Centrefold
This is the b-side to Devo‘s The Day My Baby Gave Me A Surprise – one of the first singles I ever bought. I think I was 12 at the time and bought this along with Secret Agent Man (again by Devo) from Kavern Records in Rhyl… Only recently have I discovered the lyrics to the song, and I guess it’s lucky I didn’t know them back then..! I always thought the song was littered with ‘fockings’ and yet there’s not one in there!! Although I’m not sure what a ‘reamer’ is..!! Anyway a great post-punk-fucked-up song, and well worth revisiting… If you thought Devo were only about Whip It then make sure you check out the A-side as mentioned above, and Secret Agent Man and that single’s B-side Soo Bawlz – all fucking great tunes… oh, so is Gates of Steel too… Think I’m gonna have a Devo frenzy all by myself….
It’s the middle of the month, it’s happening all over town You know it’s got me reeling forward, got me falling to the ground There’s a new mag on the market, it’s the best around All the guys are talking, it’s the best they ever found All the guys are talking, ’cause they all want some
It’s got me reaching in my pocket, got me forking over cash ‘Cause there’s something in the middle and it’s giving me a rash Now every single month, it’s the same old trash: There’s a girl in the middle with a finger in her gash There’s a boy there in the middle with a reamer up her ass
Penetration!
It’s the middle of the month, it’s happening all over town Know it’s got me reeling forward, got me falling to the ground It’s got me reaching in my pocket, got me forking over cash ‘Cause there’s something in the middle and it’s giving me a rash There’s a girl in the middle with a finger in her gash
Penetration! Penetration in the centerfold! Penetration! Penetration! Penetration in the centerfold!
4Q used to play in Lincoln
I was approached by Rock Lynx magazine to recall the times my old punk band played at The Cornhill Vaults in Lincoln in the late 80s... Here’s the printed article... I’ve also included the unedited version below it ;)
I used to play in a rubbish punk band called 4Q - rubbish we may have been but we had enthusiasm and the balls to get out on the road and play as much as we could.
Being a punk band in the late 80s was no fun. Punk was dead - I mean, really dead; with only pockets of resistance scattered here and there.
We were in our late teens and none of us had passed our driving tests, so I would borrow a driving licence off a work colleague to hire vans in order to play gigs. In those days you only needed a signature and I forged his perfectly every time.
I used to search for venues in the gig guides in Sounds and NME magazines and The Cornhill Vaults in Lincoln was one that kept popping up, so I gave them a call.
We played there 3 times between Sep88 and Feb89 and got paid £50 each night - that doesn’t sound like a lot, but believe me, even 30 years later still only get paid that amount (if they’re lucky).
The first time, we were on a badly organised tour with hardcore band Blitzkrieg, who had been a big deal in the early 80s, We had some crazy gigs with them, and some really shit ones too!.
We nicknamed the venue The Cornhole Vaults; not that there was anything wrong with the place, and it was one of the few venues that invited us back to play again!
I recall the room being made of brick arches - it may have been downstairs and the bar in the cellar?
There was a curtain at the back of the stage area that hid a dressing room area. Our drummer was only 16 at the time and his mother used to wheel and deal. He brought a block of cannabis resin with him and made a pipe out of a potato. Ourselves and Blitzkrieg sat behind this curtain and got totally stoned… Suffice to say our sets that night were the slowest we had ever played..!
The second and third times we played there with no other bands, but had built up a bit of a following and saw some familiar faces. It was crazy that for one the gigs we would finish work at 4.30 in Colwyn Bay, get the van and everyone together and drive for 3.½ hours to Lincoln to play one gig then drive back again.
CHAOS DESTROY - Lightning Strikes Twice
I did a punt on this album for a fiver from the newly discovered and excellent online store Norman Records… Knowing nothing about the band apart that they’re from Baltimore it was nervous anticipation putting the needle to the vinyl.
We’re greeted in Rudimentary Peni fashion although illegible words for Awkward Suit do cast doubts that any true lyrics actually exist on this album… More like noises from a loud mouth - and more power to Chaos Destroy for this very fact. There’s a definite ‘Land Speed Record’ feel to ‘Lightning Strikes Twice’ as by the second song Bad Sound they have upped the ante and relentlessly charge through the songs. Also love the labels on each side of the vinyl which has a band member tending to a barbecue!
Side two - shows a bit more variety - almost Joy Division esq opener called (The Shame) Till The Last Generation - dead catchy and totally out of character with the album… Normal service resumes at breakneck speed with Cormorant Not Crow - not actually sure if Jesse on vocals is actually singing anything or just screaming retching and cavorting his way through each track; it does work though.
This is like garage hardcore with grindcore style vocals, but shouted normally instead of that absurd gutteral stuff bands of that ilk insist on doing.
On the Olde English Spelling Bee label. Recorded (mostly) on August 14th 2011 and released two years later, this album (their 5th as far as I can tell) is a work of trashy art. It’s great to just stick on and bounce off your bedroom walls. Like the track says; Beautiful Sound (Ugly Noise).
Arranging Gigs Back Then (& now)...
Back when I were a lad it would take weeks to arrange a tour. Hours upon hours on (someone else’s) phone, trying to piece together a few dates that would geographically correspond. The majority of calls were knocked back with ‘Send us a demo’ – which means, fuck off and come back when you’re famous, dickhead. And, if by luck I managed to actually get a gig – usually by pretending we were a blues band, I would then hitch-hike the week before the show, to the said town/city/village/farm with a roll of posters under my arm, a tub of wallpaper paste and a brush.
I was in a really shit punk band called 4Q - it’s easy to say we were shit, but at the time we really thought we were the real deal... Fuck me, we could hardly string a tune together, but we got out there, determined to spread our message across the land (still unsure what the message was...)
That was dedication (and stupidity), I would hitch from Colwyn Bay in North Wales to Sheffield, Leeds, Manchester, Liverpool, Huddersfield, Lincoln, Hebden Fucking Bridge – I’ve done ‘em all in the name of rock‘n’roll. Why? Well I was stupid and didn’t trust so called promoters or venues to actually do their job and promote the gigs. Time after time we would traipse across the Pennines or up some grotty motorway to play to the bar staff – well actually, we more often or played to the bar staff whether I’d had a late night hitch hike soaking or not. That was the gamble you took being in a punk rock band.
Today it’s easier – pubs, venues and festivals will book you regardless of your appearance or genre – promoters (or bands) rarely put up posters anymore – why bother when you can create an Event on Facebook? – 573 people have clicked to confirm they are attending – Fuck me! the Kebab and Calculator had better put on more staff tonight, the place is gonna be rammed. Of course, only 25 of that 573 actually had any real intention of wandering from their safe house on a Tuesday night to see your band, and half of them realised it was bath night or it was Aunty Maureen’s birthday and couldn’t come in the end.
When I were a lad (he says filling his pipe), Festivals were those things that happened once a year in Glastonbury, Reading, Stonehenge and Donnington and that was it. Today you’re guaranteed to be spoilt for choice each and every weekend outside winter with at least one festival and a gig or two to attend within a 30 mile radius of your home. Yes, it’s great – but the issue is getting the public off their lazy fat Facebook arses and out of their heavily bolted front doors. To actually give them a choice of where to go as well only waters down those present at your chosen event.
Cash Pussies - 99% Is Shit
Loved this single – it was so goddam catchy..!! Obviously a cash-in when Sid Vicious checked out of an apartment in Bank Street, New York in a body bag. I guess the cover held together by sellotape prevented it being sold by myself for stupid amounts of money during the eBay Wars… So glad I kept hold of it, Discogs has it listed as selling for £50. With Sid Vicious doing what all good punk rockers should do, and dying of a heroin overdose in Feb 1979, it was perfectly natural for all and sundry to get in on the swindle. Virgin Records were releasing posthumous singles under the guise of the Sex Pistols and making Sid a dead Top Ten popstar... I did love Something Else, My Way and C’mon Everybody. I was just too young to catch the punk explosion, so my early take on punk was all this manufactured stuff that followed in it’s wake and called ‘punk.’ What was I to know? - I was only 12 years old.
Released in 1979 with an iconic front sleeve, it was the brainchild of Fred and Judy Vermorel who I think were in school with Malcolm Mclaren. Pop punk tune with a Sid Vicious interview taking the lead role. - B-side Cash Flow was OK very typical of it’s time...
20 OF ANOTHER KIND - compilation album... Polydor Records
This album was effectively my gateway into punk rock... Weirdly I never owned a copy myself... I was too poor to buy albums, but my paper round money afforded me to mail order singles. Thankfully my school mate came from a ‘better-off’ home and regularly bought LPs and I would tape them off him.
It is a great album... Released in 1979, it provided my 12 year old self with a perfect platform to discover punk and not-so punk bands.
Some great one-hit wonders from The Boys, Plastic Bertrand and The Jolt (who I saw play The First Time for the first time at Rebellion Festival last year. Alongside more household names such as 999, Sham 69, Generation X, Skids and Stiff Little Fingers
Love & Rockets - Earth Sun Moon
In 1987 I was in a dirty shit punk band called 4Q. I also published a dirty shit punk rag called Crud... However, I did have a guilty pleasure... OTHER TYPES OF MUSIC... My peers, my mates and myself were all smashing the living daylights out of our American hardcore punk records. This was the obvious course of action to take, as despite it tailing off in the US by now, we, being in our late-teens, early twenties were just getting into it. Myself, I preferred the slightly more musically accomplished HC bands of the time, enjoying the later outputs of Circle Jerks, Attitude Adjustment, Government Issue, Dagnasty, Crumbsuckers, rather than the raw untethered sound of the early stuff from the likes of Minor Threat, Germs, Youth Brigade.
Other Types Of Music wasn’t really a guilty pleasure, and my love of Bauhaus and post-Bauhaus was something I wasn’t ashamed of. My com-padres also diversified into the realms of places where other punks feared to tread.
‘Earth Sun Moon’ was Love & Rockets third album in as many years and was more acoustic than last years ‘Express’. I’m listening to it now on headphones for the first time in perhaps a decade and it’s not offensive... Ten years ago it was very dated - very eighties. It’s not so bad now and the band managed to avoid all that cheesy 80s production that has ridden much of the decade to the vaults of shitness...
Here On Earth is probably my favourite track along with Everybody Wants To Go To Heaven. And the bottle smashing at the end of Lazy.
Here’s a review I wrote for a retro fanzine over 20 years ago...
The band continue their obsession with heaven (are they merely goth freaks who used to attend the nightclub of the same name & decided to devote a life’s work to it?). My only gripe with Mr. Ash & the brothers Haskins are the sometimes lightweight & meaningless lyrics. This is where Mr. Murphy had the upper hand; although cryptic to the core, there was always something in those songs (particularly post- Mask) that you could relate to. Whereas these boys keep prattling on about Heaven! Is it a Kevin Haskins obsession? Take a look at his artwork on the previous LP, depicting the earth, sun & moon. Regardless of all this analysis for art’s sake, you’ll find this a truly mellow but uplifting album full of that trademark 12-string guitar, unique drumming, fretless bass & soft vocal.
Played this again today - picked it up on vinyl in Liverpool at the end of last year... - it came out on Big Beat in 1984, think I acquired a copy around 1986 but sold it during the eBay Wars of 2001, Prefer Side One with the originals that The Cramps later made famous, and The Meteors finishing the side with My Daddy Was A Vampire. Gun Club Jack On Fire is highlight on Side 2.
Where the fuck has Klaus Ruddy Kinski’s blog gone ?