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This is from a 1988 LAZY COWGIRLS show live at the Anti-Club in Los Angeles, scanned from Australian fanzine B-SIDE in ‘89. Their shows there and at Raji’s were blessed monthly events that carloads of folks from Santa Barbara, where I went to school, would caravan down for. 

See the dork with the stern look and the Radio Birdman shirt? That’s me. See the smiling, bespectacled dude to his right? That’s my cousin Doug Miller. I assure you, I was having a mirthful time – slammin’, stage divin’ and getting in fistfights. 

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Eccentric Sleeve Notes

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ECCENTRIC SLEEVE NOTES was a UK fanzine active during most of the meat of the post punk era, 1981-84. It didn’t seem to discriminate between the more hard-driving and arty of the bands – Au Pairs, Delta 5 and such – from the fluffy and lightweight pop of Altered Images, U2 and Depeche Mode. Definitely done in early fanzine cut-and-paste style and with real passion. All issues are scanned and available to read at the link.

Eccentric Sleeve Notes

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Believe it or not, for a short period of time, WHITE ZOMBIE were an absolutely amazing molten mess of a band. They played on my radio show on KCSB-FM Santa Barbara in May 1988, and their live show in Los Angeles the next night – at the Alcohol Salad club in the heart of skid row – was at the time one of the loudest, wildest shows I’d ever seen. I wrote a remembrance of the band and their magic Southern California trip on my old blog Agony Shorthand, and you can read all that here.

Here they are on the cover of Gerard Cosloy’s CONFLICT fanzine from a little earlier than that.

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Lisa from New York’s HONEYMOON KILLERS, taken from the pages of Away From The Pulsebeat fanzine in 1987. They were a mediocre horror/garage/noise band around this time, with three nearly identical albums, but really started busting out in the following couple of years. Really roaring there at the end, as captured on their one and only Sub Pop 45.