Oakland’s PANG have a new 45 out. While that one’s OK, this is not that. This is their 45 from last year on Play Pinball Records, and it’s a wiry, keyboard-hum bit of garagey all-female post-punk. Supremely addictive. They broke up, now they’re back together; you can buy the new one here; and this one here.
FLESH EATERS ad for debut LP “No Questions Asked”, SLASH magazine, 1980.
THE DILS’ final record (the one that was the now-obvious precursor to Rank & File), reviewed in SLASH magazine by The Flesh Eaters’ Chris D., 1980.
“Yow! This one nearly gave me a heart attack!”
SEVEN: SCAT RECORDS QUARTERLY Number Two Spring 1990 (no pages #s)
ROBERT GRIFFIN, Editor
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Listen to: Double White Denim by Good Throb
Just ferocious new punk rock music from the United Kingdom, featuring a vocalist two steps shy of John Brannon who sounds like she’s spitting teeth and shredding her throat with every couplet. Simple clang-over-the-head garage punk bellringer of the highest order.
Good example of the non-NYC world beginning to come to grips w/ how stellar the early SONIC YOUTH stuff was, circa 1983-86. This is from Barbara Rice and her TRULY NEEDY fanzine (#8), published in Washington DC in early 1984.
BLACK FLAG, looking all natty like an LA paisley underground band, circa 1983 and “My War”. Review is by Barbara Rice, and is taken from TRULY NEEDY fanzine from early 1984.
If you’re paying attention even a little bit, there really still is just too much great rocknroll music pouring out of basements and dark clubs worldwide to stuff into a 60-minute phony radio show every two weeks – yet I do try. The list of things I wanted to play is longer than the list of things I played, but I guess that’s what happens when you shoehorn in a nine-minute, feedback-laden track off of a Velvet Underground bootleg – and expect people to listen. You’ll listen, won’t you?
DYNAMITE HEMORRHAGE RADIO #34 has got some absolute gnarl from modern bands like SEX TIDE (new track!), VELO, THE FIREWORKS and THE IN OUT. Would you believe DEATH OF SAMANTHA and ANIMALS & MEN are still with us, and have first-rate new recordings being played here? How about some brand new guitar bending from the misanthropic ALVARIUS B? Or some perfect new pop from Dunedin, New Zealand’s TRICK MAMMOTH?
I even headed into the library for “deep cuts” from The Weirdos, Salvation Army, Spider and the Webs, Division Four and more. Listen up and maybe come over to iTunes and give it nice plug, hows about?
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Track listing:
ANIMALS AND MEN – Easy Riding
SEX TIDE – I Want To Die
THE LA DE DAs – How Is The Air Up There?
SALVATION ARMY – She Turns To Flowers
FLESH EATERS – Agony Shorthand
THE WEIRDOS – Scream Baby Scream (1977 demo)
THE FIREWORKS – Getting Nowhere Fast
DEATH OF SAMANTHA – Amphetamine
COACHWHIPS – Body and Brains
DIVISION FOUR – Doctor’s Wife
SPIDER AND THE WEBS – Bacon Achin’
VELO – Out
TRICK MAMMOTH – Delphine (With a Purpose)
BELLE & SEBASTIAN – Lazy Line Painter Jane
THE VELVET UNDERGROUND – Run Run Run (live 1969, Hilltop Pop Festival)
ALVARIUS B – Yeah Well, Oyster Shells
GIBSON BROS – Broke Down Engine
THE IN OUT – The Stupidity
Past Shows:
Dynamite Hemorrhage #33 (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #32 (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #31 (playlist)
Dynamite Hemorrhage #30 (playlist)
Sincere apologies for always flogging the Dynamite Hemorrhage fanzine in this space – but if not here, where, right? So here’s the deal – the 100 or so copies I have left are all for sale here.
Starting in mid-May, I’m going to have to stop selling them for 3 months, because I’ll be living in Oslo, Norway (!) until August, and unable to ship from there. I mean, I think they’ve got post offices in Norway, perhaps inside whaling stations, but am still not sure. Better safe than sorry.
So if you’re interested in owning what some people have called “One of 2014’s fanzines”, here’s what’s in it:
– An in-depth interview with Chris D., Los Angeles-based punk rock earth-turner, who founded and fronted The Flesh Eaters; ran a pioneering record label called Upsetter; almost released the first Black Flag album; wrote dozens of reviews and helped to edit the seminal Slash magazine; put out his own fanzine with Exene, John Doe & Judith Bell; and much more – all before 1979 was finished. This interview focuses solely on that period of his career
– The first and only retrospective and posthumous interview with SALLY SKULL, a fantastic 1990s all-female Scottish band who made raw, jarring garage punk music with dollops of angularity and dirty pop hooks
– Mail interviews with SEX TIDE and HOUSEHOLD, two current bands working the circuit who happen to be two of Dynamite Hemorrhage’s very favorites
– Quickie interview with BONA DISH, a recently-resurrected early 80s UK countryside band who are poster children for the rough-hewn, spaced-out DIY sound that we’ve all come to worship from that era and country
– Big retrospective on 1980s and 1990s underground music fanzines (like Damp, Butt Rag, Dagger, Two Hundred Pound Underground etc.) by the editor of Fuckin’ Record Reviews blog
– 60-something record reviews written by Erika Elizabeth and Jay Hinman
– 15-something book reviews by Jay & Erika
– Advertisements from today’s top labels
It’s going on three years old now, and lord knows what happened to this Brighton, UK band in the interim since they made their 2011 demo tape, but a great recent discovery for me (thanks Modraucous) are THE IRREPARABLES.
The band’s mix of Shaggs/Desperate Bicycles simplicity with some hot spit and vigor makes for a pretty intoxicating mix of DIY splatter, as you’ll no doubt hear on this track, “Digested System”.
Unlike my usual pattern, I happen to like the dude singer’s stuff far more than the woman’s. This time.
AGONY SHORTHAND 