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A book about punk rock in late 70s/early 80s Southern California – absolutely impossible for me to resist. I did hold off for three years on Dewer MacLeod’s “KIDS OF THE BLACK HOLE” because, at first flip, it appeared to be a dissertation-level sociological study of suburban evolution in Reagan-era Los Angeles, threaded with warmed-over punk rock history – a history I’m well-familiar with, given that LA punk & its offshoots circa ‘77-’83 is my favorite era of music anywhere, ever. My initial take on this was not very wide of the mark, I’m afraid, though it was just interesting enough – and I mean just – for me to finish it all the way through. It’s not that MacLeod’s a poor writer per se, because he’s not. He just writes like he’s needing to turn this in as a paper to a professor who could never understand the paradigm-busting pleasures of Southern California punk rock, so the book is larded with all sorts of half-baked sociological theory in parts, when it’s pretty clear that what MacLeod really wanted to do was give you a slam-bang killer overview of the music he loved and loves.

So what you get is a conventional start-to-finish chronological story of how LA punk developed out of the glitter/glam mid-70s, exploded in Hollywood, branched out to Orange County and the Valley, got violent and faster, and then fizzled out. What bugs me is how much MacLeod relies on second-hand source material, like old Slash Magazines and the oral histories already written about this scene, and adds so little of his own recollections and stories to it. The interviews he quotes aren’t, by and large, interviews that he did, but rather interviews from Flipside, or Slash, or NoMag. I mean, that’s a book that you and I can write tomorrow, assuming a decent-sized heft to our personal 70s/80s fanzine collections.

I’ll admit, there was at least one new-to-me nugget in here that hadn’t popped up elsewhere. My pal Jerry from Orange County has told me some pretty hilarious stories of a goony early 80s punk rock gang from the small OC suburb of La Mirada called the “La Mirada Punks” – the “LMPs”. They made this book! Hooray LMPs! Chris D. and the Flesh Eaters, one of my all-time faves as well, also merit a couple of short paragraphs, which is a goddamn miracle considering how shut out they’ve been from previous texts. I truly wish there had been more insider dope and less haven’t-I-read-that-somewhere-before moments.

That’s not the worst of it, with all due respect to MacLeod. The book will start talking about hardcore punk pit fighting among bandana-wearing morons at TSOL and Adolescents shows, for instance, and then screech to a halt for an overview of gangs in America – “greasers” and Zoot Suit-wearers in the 50s and so on – to put it all in its sociological context. It’s boring, it’s unconvincing, and again, it reads like a college essay. Then the book gets back on track again with some cool Germs and Black Flag stories or discussions of the Great Punk Scare of 1981, before the cycle repeats itself. In no way would I recommend this book as your intro into LA punk history; for that, I’d follow a path through “Hardcore California”, “We Got The Neutron Bomb”, “Violence Girl” and the outstanding “Lexicon Devil – The Fast Times and Short Life of Darby Crash”. THEN, if you’re not satiated – I’m still not, by any means – then you should find a used copy of this one, and approach with caution.

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Curiosities of The Fall – No. 2 of 15(ish) – Live From The Vaults

The surest way to get MES to take a profund huff is to ask him about the Fall’s history – ex-members, old albums, what punk was really like, when he last saw Brix, if he still has any of those snazzy shirts etc etc. Yet, at some point in the mid 90’s, he began to raid the archive of his own free will, mostly due to a lack of funds. In 1998, the first live album on the Voiceprint label arrived, the admittedly useful “Live To Air In Melbourne", a generally lighter take on the Australia/NZ tour that birthed “Fall In A Hole". Ominously, the tracklisting was rife with errors. After this, the “two fingers" albums began to show up periodically, some of which were poor, both in terms of sound quality and presentation. Whilst The Fall’s association with Voiceprint wasn’t without its moments (“I Am Pure As Oranj” for one), this series – and the CDs sourced from the Access All Areas DVDs that followed them – was the nadir.

They appeared on the bespoke “Hip Priest" imprint. The sleeves are awful. Not just “oh, it’s Pascal Le Gras" awful but properly awful, the same couple of non-contemporanous pics of MES superimposed onto artwork so poor, it looks like the product of a therapy session for a disturbed child. For historical context, we get a town and a year. Well, one of them skips the year but we do get a town and a venue. Which is partly wrong. No line-ups, no writing credits. “Rouche Rumble" appears on one disc. A few tracks are cut off. One of mine is limited edition no. 2118 of 2000. You had one job Voiceprint, one job….

There’s a credit reading “Licenced Exclusively To Hip Priest By Ed Blaney", presumably present to make them look important. One especially annoying aspect is that a superior – and, indeed, complete – tape of “Glasgow 1981" was available with relative ease but the release of this third generation nine track version took it out of circulation. The “Alter Bahnhof, Hof, Germany" 2CD is sourced from a bootleg which padded the gig out with tracks from the following night – the change in sound quality is easily detectable but this fact is omitted. These were released in 2005 – the info on venues, line-ups, sources was all over the world’s greatest internet site – www.visi.com/thefall – and it’s not as if Blaney was unaware of this, having tussled with the owners and forum users at points (note – relations appear to be perfectly convivial between EB and The Fall Online these days).

Are any of these necessary musically? No, but that’s not to say they’re not worth a listen. The Oldham tape is noticably warbly but the performance is strong, tight and impassioned – annoyingly MES promises 10 minutes of “Music Scene" and the tape cuts after 5. Retford has a woefully fluffed “Choc Stock" but there’s a presence and a drive to the gig that’s pretty inspiring. The Los Angeles entry wins points for the extraordinary version of “Spectre Vs Rector", a rendition so wayward that MES feels compelled to justify it afterwards (I think he says it’s “the loosest thing we’ve ever done"). Glasgow is interesting as Dave Tucker and Kay Carroll are both clearly heard and MES is huff-puffing over sound problems. Hof, some of which is from the following night in Berlin has quantity on its side but is otherwise unnecessary – there’s a strong “The NWRA" but it can’t be considered a requirement when put against the version from “A Part Of America Therein" recorded about a month later.

I listened to all of these one after the other today before settling down to type and really enjoyed most of them – it may just be coincidence but MES is in good mood on all 5 discs (well, maybe not Glasgow) – this somewhat undercuts the much repeated legend of MES as an uncommunicative, back-to-the-audience misanthrope.

The release of these discs remains bewildering and its hard not to see them as opportunist. Demand for Fall product was high after the great success of the Peel Sessions box set earlier than year and the respectable sales of “Fall Heads Roll". But there were better tapes and better nights from the same tours easily available and it all just says “here you are, now cough up". It says a lot that, despite being numbered limited editions, I picked these up for £3 a pop, 3 years after their original release. Dodgy live albums might come with the turf for Fall fans but these could have been so much better.

Here’s a useful overview on a series of FALL live recordings that somehow didn’t make it into my collection.

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The single best music radio show I’ve heard since Mr. John Peel’s reign – or at least since my own – comes to an end tonight. Erika Elizabeth, whom I interviewed here, has been hosting “Expressway To Yr Skull” on Amherst, MA’s WMUA for about eight years now. She’s moving to the Northwest and taking her record collection with her, with the express promise of creating online-only shows on her laptop, which we need to aggressively pressure her to fulfill on if the shows don’t start hitting her website by, say, mid-August – what do you think?

I only discovered the show in 2011, but it really has been a game-changer for me & my ever-evolving rocknroll music tastes. As I wrote when I interviewed her, “Her record collection, and her ability to wield it like a weapon of knowledge and truth on-air, is phenomenal – and it’s all employed at a perfect intersection of deep-underground pop; 70s-80s British DIY and postpunk; 90s shoegaze and twee (stuff from lost 45s and cassettes that no one’s heard for two decades, I’m serious); garage punk; and a lot of noisy girl-helmed bands that had been lost in a patriarchal fog of several decades of disregard.”

Here’s an only partial list of bands I’ve either discovered or positively reevaluated since I started downloading each weekly 2-hour show: The Minders, Submarine Races, Unrest, Lung Leg, The Yummy Fur, The Godrays, My Bloody Valentine, Wilderness Children, Mil Mascaras, Joyride!, Priests, The Moodists, International Strike Force, Golden Starlet, Dear Nora, Blast Off Country Style, Moon Duo, Suburban Reptiles, Dog-Faced Hermans, The Wendy Darlings, Happy Refugees, UV Race, Liechtenstein, The Nixe, The Fizzbombs, Oh-OK, Free Kitten, Petty Crime, Bud & Kathy……and yeah, a lot more.

The final show’s on tonight at 8pm Eastern, 5pm Pacific, and you can listen here. Thanks to Erika for being such a rad tastemaker, and a big fare thee well for the upcoming move.

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Stream or download the newest Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio Podcast, #16, recorded in late June 2013. Like the other 15, which I’m putting out about once every two weeks, it’s an hour of raw, underground music from multiple sub-strands of rocknroll. This one’s maybe a little more gentle and pop-like than some of our past bonzai, punktastic editions, but if you hang in there for 60 minutes you’ll definitely be able to get what you’re looking for, punker.

New stuff this time from THE PEARLS (new female duo from Italy), THE SLEAZE, THE WIMPSand other bands with “The” in their names. Older stuff spans from quiet New Zealand Velvets-inspired stuff like The Pedestrians and The Kiwi Animal to garage punk from The Nights & Days, Girls at Dawn, Thee Mighty Caesars & more. Stream it, download it, and as always – tell a friend.

Download Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio Podcast #16 here.
Stream Dynamite Hemorrhage Radio Podcast #16 here.

Track listing:

THEE MIGHTY CAESARS – Comanche
THE PEARLS – Away
THE PEDESTRIANS – Looking Out My Window
SAMARA LUBELSKI – Field The Mine
LORETTE VELVETTE – Boys Keep Swinging
THE WILDERNESS CHILDREN – Bad Taste in My Mouth
COME – SVK
VERTIGO – Two Lives
SWELL MAPS – Another Song
THE DONNAS – Lana and Steve
SEEMS TWICE – Salient Feature
MIL MASCARAS – Best Trip
U.X.A. – U.X.A.
THE WIMPS – Slept in Late
THE NIGHTS AND DAYS – Excuses
HUNGRY GAYZE – Pins and Needles
THE GIRLS AT DAWN – I’m Alone
THE SLEAZE – Because of You
ALTERNATE LEARNING – Dresden
THE GIBSON BROS – Skull & Crossbones
THE KIWI ANIMAL – Blue Morning
DADAMAH – Radio Brain
ANN-MARGRET – You Turned My Head Around

Download some of the past shows, too, while you’re at it – each about one hour.

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THE FLESH EATERS and friends in Los Angeles, would have been about 1982 or so.

I believe “Loup Garou” were a spinoff of Australia’s LIPSTICK KILLERS, who had moved to LA, but someone may need to check that for me. You can hear Chris D repeat those words – that band name – at the end of the song “Divine Horsemen”.