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Visions of phantasmagoria con-
stantly reoccurs as a salivating
mouth drools upon the words so
scratched in a pounding grip that
jumbled together forms what deliri-
ous ones call the "Puszone." Send
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Tonsiling the mad menace of re-
velling rapid riffs, paralytic harsh lar-
ynx vocals bursting into a cold chill
of nerve tingling adventure, fiercely
roars out of the U.K., the mighty Mau
Maus! Unsuspecting excitement
rivets out of "Facts of War," a super-
bly strong 7 EP that spins the flesh
in a vertigo of convulsions and
climatic explosions. Powerful lyrical
manifestations magnificently is-
played in this alarming artillery of
scorching elevation that darts into
raw compelling speed and brutal
surprises of bombastic intensity. An
overwhelming release on Pax Re-
cords.
An explosive blizzard of chaotic
excitement paced by 100 mph har-
monies which foams at the mouth in
sheer delight, at this intense attack
of lightning lashings from connec-
ticut's CIA! Screeching twin guitars
in leering maniac style, leaps into full
tilt guillotine executions of speed ac-
celeration, increases the quickness
with jumpy assaults of tongue flailing
and a turbulent skin bashing havoc
backed by thronging bass exertion.
"God, Guts, Guns" ravages like a
cyclone screams across deserted
sands, lunging forth insistent melo-
dies... Who Cares?, "Death," "Love
& War, and "No Thrills," which
brings forth an urgent brilliance of
rigorous progression. $2.50 from
556 Broadway, BPT, Conn. 06606.
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"Why Are We Here?" the shar-
pened blade strikes, thrusting 11
songs of vigorous exuberance and
abrasive unrelenting styles of four
North Carolinian power outfits. Raw
herculean punches butchering may-
hem is the nucleas of Corrosion of
Conformity a combating speed
journey that assails forth with harsh
velocity and boiling aggression.
C.O.C. overload into a extreme
stampede of gut crunching feedback
and nitro-packed havoc, whose
cleaving tunes bulldoze the senses
in delight. Blood Mobile's unhesit-
ant tomado of flying untamed
momentum is quick, intense and
frantic. A hammering attack of emer-
gent deliveries incinerating thrusts
of jolting clamor, storming into a wild
barrage of striking chords and ex-
ceptional vocal shrilling. Still born
Christians shoot outward with
nightmarish guitar arrangements to
speed, pouncing upon a different
plane of propelling disorder in more
of a jazz-oriented hardcore. No
Labels induce a savage whining
sound while still scraping in oscillat
ing activity. A bellicose assault of
reeling rhythms and clawing promi-
nence. A great EP available for
$2.50 from P.O. Box 5091, Raleigh,
N.C. 27607.
Here comes the second gnashing
of 12" FU's fury with a stock cover
containing a full onslaught of split-
second persistance. "My America"
suddenly tears the flesh away, ex-
posing Mr. Grimes slicing away
strong power chords of invincible
guitar madness which rushes con-
tinual volleys of bolting heavy crim-
son rhythms.
The FU's vigorous assault of un-
controlled excitement monstrously
storms out detonating gusts of
energetic exertion, wild euphoria
flailing in rapid determination waiting
to explode. An exceptional wax plat-
ter which wears thin your stylus in
continual addictive play, when
thrusting power tunes "Choir Boy,"
Unite of Lose," "Boston's Fines" and
"Rifle burst the FU's into the
squirming brain. Even a cover of
"We're An American Band," what
more could you ask for on X-claim
Records, $4.00 from 45 Lydon Way.
Dorchester, Mass. 02124.
Maniac thrashing of split-second
onslaught with continuous drum
booming wails into the debut vinyl of
"Cause for Alarm," a sharp eight
song EP of non-hesitant hurlings of
energetic, savage, brain stormers
that whips out with hard-hitting lyri-
cal riffs that captures the expression
evident in "True Colors," "In Search
of..." and "Time to Try." Hailing from
New York, CFA outrages with
buzzbomb rabid guitar and psycho-
tic speed crooning, continuing the
fast breakneck pace that dominates
this EP. Available for $2.50 from 435
W. 22nd St., New York, N.Y.
A grinding voyage into the depths
of ravenous thrash, erupting into
crushing bursts of vociferous vol-
tage, delivering crackling charges of
maniac quickness. The Virginia
outfit White Cross rumbles into the
incubator and hatches the egg of
powerful lightning bolts of energetic
appeal, satisfying the hunger of
speed chasers set out in search of
hyper wallops of excruciating swift-
ness, "What's Going On?" spews
out 12 trembling slices of pleasura-
ble juices from ripened fruit that
spills over with fantastic guitar licks
and song writing appeal from Mike
Rodriguez, drives you wild! $5.25
from Plan 9, 2913 W. Cary St, Rich-
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FROM THE UNDERGROUND
"Welcome to the new expanded
music section of THRASHER Mag.
I'm NOBODY SPECIAL..."
...and I'm ANYONE N. PARTICU-
LAR.
"Yes, we're here to give you our bla-
tant opinions on music and the music
industry. It should be quite fun."
"Damn right Nobody, this is gonna
be a blast."
"O.K. Anyone, who shall we begin
with?"
"I don't know. I thought you said you
had something ready.
"Well, so did you. Uh, have you
heard of NENA, a new band from Ger-
many? They're pretty good. Not to be
confused with Nina Hagen, and not
your thrash sort of band, but sort of a
combination of Generation X, Debo-
rah lyall, Bow-wow wow and Ultra-
vox. The female singer, Nena, sings
in German, so only Germs' know
what she's saying. The music har
monizes nicely, for you more matured
radical individuals, mind you."
"Sorry, never heard it, but what is
really important are three Semi-new
releases from SST (P.O. Box 1 Lawn-
dale, CA 92060). They are, Buzz or
Howl under the influence of heat by
the Minutemen; the Stains and Metal
Circus by Husker Du. First off, all
three, as different from each other as
they are, shred entirely on their own.
The Minutemen album seems like a
distorted modern American version of
King Crimson, but with a little more
coarseness. Several great cuts on this
one, Dreams told by Moto, Cut, The
Product and Little man with a gun in
his hand. A different kind of music, but
great
On The Stains' album is an assem
blage from earlier days. They blast off
with some of the hardest-core, heavy
metalargies' ever to come out of East
P.I.L.-
This Is Not a Love Song/
Public Image
7" 45 RPM (Little Hole)
Virgin Records Ltd.
Public Image have come across
with another, catchy and brilliant pro-
duction. This Is Not a Love Song is as
catchy as they come. Sounding more
like a spoof on the boring digitized
cloned/formula bands of late, this cut
stands out like a new direction of dis-
orderly modern music. Definitely a
song to get. If you don't like it now,
you'll like it next year. If it came out a
year earlier than it did, you probably
would've even liked it then. Side two is
the P.L.L. theme that J. Lydon an-
nointed the world with upon starting
his long-lasting P.I.L. venture.
POISON GIRLS/Happy Now B/W
Cream Dream/Pregnant Rupg 13
Called the "Unacceptable Face of
Pop Music" by the British press,
Polson Girls once again justify this
description with their new single, and
first American release, Happy Now.
As on their reccent LP Where's the
Pleasure, Polson Girls present a
contradiction of sorts. Downright de-
lightful, even danceable music-but
double-check those lyrics:
LA., and definitely one of the toughest
bands that won't take much shit from
anybody (ask Jay Adams about the
night of broken glass). This power
hungry disc wrenches out rockers like
Pretty girls, Germany, Young Nazis,
Get Revenge, Violent Children, and
Quit the human race. And since we're
talking violent messages of harsh
reality, Husker Du's popular radio
song these days, Diane, is a song
about a rape murder. But it sounds
like a love song if you don't listen to
the words.
"Oh enough of this death and vio-
lence hard-core already. Let me tell
these people about some decent
down-home rock 'n roll music like the
other L.A. area band, Los Lobos.
Their new album and a Time to
dance, gets down to the roots. Los
Lobos, for me, transcends a wide and
vast barrier in musical tastes, and
draws them together in a tight little
package. In short, it combines tradi-
tional Mexican-Polka type influences
with a rockabilly flavor. They do a nice
cover of the Ritchie Valens classic,
Come on Let's Go. My favorite is a
song called Anselma, it's sung in
Spanish, but fortunately a translation
is supplied. The song is about a guy
who disapproves of his love getting
married to another man. English trans-
lation: Now if your husband to be
should get angry/'ll take out my gun
and start shooting up the place/it
doesn't matter because I'm not afraid
of dying/and I'll probably go to jail/
but I don't care 'cause I'm the boss.
Oh Anselma, Anselma/My little sweat-
heart of pain and sorrow/ please let
me see you or do I have to send out
the police? It's on Slash Records,
P.O. Box 48888, Los Angeles, CA
90048.
"Well that's fine, but that stuff's not
energetic enough or even in my
"So when they talk of war and then
they come for you to fight you say war
is all right cos you're angry, angry too
inside.
Side two, Cream Dream, an attack
on those who feed on the profits of
war, so ruthlessly exposes the dis-
gusting crimes and habits of the guilty
that a club owner in Britain refused to
allow the Poisons to play his club
after hearing the song. Rad!
Those fortunate enough to have
heard the Poisons' early releases,
Hex and Chappaquiddick Bridge
(both very gnarly discs), may regard
the pop attitude of Happy Now as a
sell-out of sorts. Consider: the lyrics
continue to reveal the guilty while still
giving our own weakened minds a
dose of confidence and love. Perhaps
the Poison Girls use the smooth
music as a disguise to smuggle the
frightening words, which reveal our
ugly reality (in which we are expected
to function) into the unsuspecting
minds of idiots.
Album of the Month:
The Proletariat-Soma Holiday
Definitely the best promo album re-
ceived for the year of 1983. Soma
Holiday stands as an original sound-
ing hard-rock effort. Depending on
your definition of "hard rock," one
scene. I need some real mind-blowing
sonic blasts of sound to set my day off
straight, but the record companies
don't send us the records we want to
review. There have been some real
cool releases lately, but few of the real
good ones have landed here."
"Anyone, I think you've made your
point quite clear. You simply want to
beef up your record collection."
"Somebody has got to do it."
"You're forgetting, somebody. He
wants to give his Under-LA-Ground
report."
mean Carlos- Carlos
can talk
Cubano?
"Yes. O.K., Carlos, you
now."
UNDER LA. GROUND
This month the Hollywood Joneses
were honored with being tagged as
LA's most loved band by the L.A.
weekly, one of Los Angeles most in-
fluential entertainment guides. Even
though Thee Joneses popularity has
somewhat slacked off with most skat-
ers due to the departure of the living
skate legend, Steve 'Bulky Olsen.
They still draw enthusiastic capacity
crowds at such venues as Club Lin-
gerle, The Plant and the Music Ma-
chine...Also getting rave reviews and
packing the same venues is a lovely
quintet of steamy gashes who go by
the name Screaming Sirens, the
same girls who put the Cunt in Cuntry
Western (sic). Tex and the Horse-
heads led by the ever festive Linda
Tex' Jones on vocals with backing
and support by local cult figures Smog
Vomit/Bass, Jolly Rock' Vodka/
Drums, Mike 'Keith Richards' Martt
Guitar. Naughty Women, Transves
tite rock ala Iggy and the Stooges. In
the sink or swim dept. we have the
Loners, looking for singer guitar
player due to the fact that Mr. Wood is
swimming with T.S.O.L. Also doing
the backstroke is Mr. D. of the Jones-
es. Speaking of those True Sons of
Liberty, Thanksgiving Eve offered the
might differ, but one thing is for sure,
The Proletariat are by no means a
stereotyped, band. The album con-
sists of the best songs you'll ever hear
together by one band on one disc.
This impressive work is a slight re-
semblance to the production of Wire's
Pink Flag Album from several
years. ago. You might say that The
Proletaríat are a hard rock version of
early Wire. Only in direction, mind
you. No direct parallels, just a feel for
direction and coarseness. The new
ness that is uncategorizable.
The band consists of four members,
fronted by vocalist Richard Brown,
and backed by Peter Bevilacqua-
bass/vocals; Tom McKnight-drum;
and Frank Michaels-guitar/vocals.
The guitar possesses a tonality like
that of early Gang of Four, but the ap-
plication is more fevorish and truthful
by Frank Michaels. An excellent style
with plenty of stress.
The lyrics, all written by Richard
Brown, deal with the everyday is
sues. No, we're not talking women's
lib or the latest fashion trend or "My lit-
tle stupid red corvette." No, talk reality,
or in some cases possible reality, as in
Purge. Some of the words: "Your right
to freedom of speech/Depends on
what you have to say/Could your
return of T.S.O.L. at the Plant. Fans
old and new showed up to check out
the new lineup. Powered by original
Emory/Guitar/Vocals, Mike Roche/
and founding members, Ron "Louie'
Bass, Joe Wood/(former Loner) Voc-
als/Guitar and Mitch 'Dean' Jones/
Drums. They showed that they're still
a strong force in the L.A. circuit....
Hollywood Blasters rocked at the
Palace for a video taping of a gala
New Years Party to be aired on cable
TV. Also on the bill: Stevie Ray
Vaughn, Roman Holiday, Spandau
Ballet, Joe Boxers, Culture Club,
Sparks and Oingo Boingo. Be sure
to check in at Zero Club, LA. 's under-
ground night spot and art gallery. It's
also the only beer in town after 2:00
a.m.
Dobbs, the infamous bartender of
Cathy De Grand is soon to release a
double sided 45 rpm record with the
Shakin Snakes and Hollywood Joe.
Word is It's Hot. Check it out on Mys-
tic Records. Radio City, Anaheim,
home of Orange County's legend
Cukoo Larry Roach, gave way to
Rockabilly once more with Levi, LA's
red hot combo. Front man Levi Dex-
ter rocked with experience unlimited
from the moment his feet touched the
stage to the last note of his second en-
core, with the help of some of LA's
most talented musicians like, Puptent
Tupelo Joe Altruda on upright Bass,
Jeff Ross on guitar/lap Steal, John
Jorgensen on guitar/sax, Bob Rob-
erts on Sax and Mike Prittchard on
Drums. This band has stage presence
that is top notch with the ability to en-
tertain to maximum degrees.
"...Carlos Cubano, Esquire, report-
ng."
"O.K. I guess that wraps it up for this
month. Send in, if you want to see if
we will talk about you. You never know.
Stupid stuff is acceptable. Time to say
good-bye. Say 'Goodbye' Anyone.."
"No."
name be on file?/Can the blacklist be
far away?/Have you given to the
wrong organizations?/Are the wrong
books on your shelves?... Or in the
song, Hollow Victory, "Every war has
two losers/Though one claims victory/
When they divide the spoils/They
plant another seed....
This is a simple observance of the
characteristics of warring nations.
Hopefully the listening audience will
pay attention to what the Proletariat
and other bands have to say in their
words. There are important messages
to be considered concerning impor-
tant issues, brought to you by people
your own age. So
thoughts a chance.
least give the
Songs to request, for radio, etc.:
Decorations, Splendid Wars (Myth),
Famine, Another Banner Raised, Pic-
tures, Bread and Circus, Scars, De-
cide on Change, A Lesser of Evils.
From all indications, this is pretty
much of an independent production
and, by all means, is an excellently
produced, thought-out and packaged
album. For further info on The Pro-
letariat, write to: The Proletariat,
P.O. Box 534, Kenmore Station, Bos-
ton, MA 02215 (or send $6.00 U.S.or
$7.00 foreign ppd. for copy of Soma
Holiday.
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