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To close out September in fine style, I’ve strung together 21 quality rocknroll compositions, grouped them into logical clusters, added some pithy and often insightful commentary, and called it DYNAMITE HEMORRHAGE RADIO, Edition #21. It’s the bi-weekly podcast I do. I hope you download it, or maybe stream it if you’d like. New stuff this time from Neonates, Los Tentakills, Ruby Pins, The Ar-Kaics and even the queen of swinging mademoiselle French pop herself, Clothilde.

Old(er) stuff this time leans loud, but not exclusively: Myelin Sheaths; Tyvek; early Meat Puppets; The Only Ones at their most “punk”; Terminal Waste Band even the disco/dub/krautrock band Tussle. I made it for you, so at least you should try a couple minutes, right? Oh – and this hideous Avant Gardener sleeve was deliberately chosen as the “art” for this episode. You can’t look away.

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Track listing:

TYVEK – Duck Blinds
NEONATES – Tres
RED CROSS – Pseudo-Intellectual (demo)
MYELIN SHEATHS – Everything is Contagious
BE YOUR OWN PET – Food Fight
THE ONLY ONES – Language Problem
CLOTHILDE – Je T’ai Voulu Et Je T’Ai Bien Eu
TERMINAL WASTE BAND – Dial M For Monkey
MARZIPAN – I Believe
FLY ASHTRAY – Soap
AVANT GARDENER – Back Door
LOS TENTAKILLS – Have You For My Own
THE AMBERJACKS – Hey Eriq!
THE AR-KAICS – Sick and Tired
SILVER SHAMPOO – Ladders
MEAT PUPPETS – Blue Green God
L-SEVEN – Secrets
RUBY PINS – Lost Art
THE SPLINTERS – Hot Hands
THE VAMPS – Carving Knife
TUSSLE – Here It Comes

Past Shows:

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I was always underwhelmed by the L-SEVEN 45 that hardcore-era Touch & Go put out in 1982 – mostly because, well, it wasn’t totally, totally ‘core. The label even tried to distance themselves from it a bit and released it on “Touch & Go Special Forces”, as a nod to the fact that this aggressive, druggy, hard-goth postpunk was in a different stylistic league from The Fix, The Necros and Negative Approach.

So it took me a couple of decades, but not long ago, I revisited the thing – maybe in a fit of Laughing Hyenas mania, whose Larissa Stolarchuk/Strickland was a prime mover in L-Seven – and it clicked. And remember, Touch & Go went on to put out a record by The Virgin Prunes, so they already had a little weirdo goth blood coursing through them. With thirty years and change worth of hindsight, I think we can agree that while the lone L-Seven 45 doesn’t quite touch the raw-throat genius of the label’s early hardcore records, it’s a first-rate pounder in its own right. And we wouldn’t even be making the comparison if this had come out on, say, 4AD or Rough Trade, now would we?

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MARZIPAN were a short-lived San Francisco trio from 1992-93 with a lone grooves-bursting, overmodulated pop record to their name. If you think this one, the B-side “Last Train to the Sun”, plays big, you gotta hear the A-side “I Believe”. Tell you what – I’ll play it on my next podcast, recording this week.

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  • This is truly an era of No Fuckin’ Record Review Left Behind! We asked and and we received: According to one of our founding fanzine fathers – Jay Hinman – Alright! was written and published “by Rich and Sandra from the Long Beach band Jackknife.” Thanks Jay!

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ALRIGHT! #2 1993 (cover)

ALRIGHT! originated from Los Angeles. We have no idea who was responsible. Help?

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Those of you who may have listened to the most recent Dynamite Hemorrhage podcast (#20) might have heard me yammer on about this fanzine project I’m doing – a print version of this blog/podcast, slated to be completed at the end of 2013 or early 2014. I’d had this vague idea of trying to contact CLOTHILDE, the greatest of the great 60s yéye French pop singers, since a new reissue of her complete works has recently come out (it’s fantastic, of course, but if you’ve heard even one of her songs you knew that).

Turns out there’s no need. Both she and her svengali, Germinal Tenas, pictured here, are interviewed in the booklet that comes with the CD, and it’s a hoot. She’s pissed! 46 years later, she’s still in a huff about her brief career and is both hostile to herself and to the system that surrounded her.

The good news is that it’s reprinted in its entirety here. It bursts my bubble a little bit about the demure, lovely singer Clothilde, but that’s almost better – she  is portrayed as more of an impetuous, tantrum-throwing 60s radical Frenchwoman. Isabelle Huppert would do a terrific job playing her in the Clothilde movie. Someone get on that, OK?

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I’ve been spending some time recently with San Francisco hippies, checking out the vibe of various 60s pre- and post-summer of love items that I wasn’t that familiar with.

A good intro, if you can wade past the filler, is the 4xCD compilation box set “Love Is The Song We Sing”. It was there that I discovered “Live Your Own Life” by FAMILY TREE, which I’d like to share with you today. Kick off your moccasins and let your freak flag fly.

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Like you, I gravitated toward punk rock music many years ago because the anyone can do it aesthetic was so inclusive and appealing that even a dope like me could pretend to sing in a punk band.

Every now and again, however, a singer comes around whose unorthodox vocals forces you into a soul-wrenching crisis of faith, bringing you to your knees to agonizingly question every fiber and tenant of your belief in this inclusive creed.

Mary from NEONATES is just such a thought-provoker. You’ll need to spend a little quality time with her and her band in order to adjust, and I recommend you do so. This Los Angeles trio travels a backward road to 1981 Dancerteria-era New York City, where the Bush Tetras, ESG and The Contortions traversed the boundaries of funky minimalism, all punctuated by Mary’s yips and yelps and monotone delivery. The band play a spastic but effortless sort of art-thump that sounds both well-crafted and totally nonchalant, and I’d imagine that with the right sort of refreshments, they’d be a hoot live. Stream or download their new thing here.