SLAM
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direction, warps the senses, encom-
passing total berzerk grasps, straining
the arm for a slurred scratch with a six
inch, micro-tipped scribbling utencil.
Padded cell insanity slips out of the
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Contorted eruptions storm out of
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powerful performance, brutal and
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Perhaps the best hard 'Skate' core
band, socks the desire into the body to
thrust gnarly, flail uncontrolled. These
five, bullet flying, hard havoc hitters,
roar immensely into grinding intense
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house, spew out lightning chased de-
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GOD, GUNS, & GUTS:
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Absolute political zeroness..."
Media Workshop
"We should ask ourselves WHAT DO
THEY STAND FOR? WHERE ARE
THEY COMING FROM? I think it will be
come clearer just who they represent.
Here's another $1000 check. Thanks a
lot, guys, and keep up the good work
Ronald Reagan
LISTEN-I KNOW PEOPLE. AND
THESE GUYS WERE SERIOUS
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Whirling the world on the axis of
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FROM THE UNDERGROUND
"We're back."
"Yeah."
"To refresh your memories, I'm NO-
BODY SPECIAL.."
...and I'm ANYONE N. PARTICU-
LAR, again."
"Uh, huh, and we're here to com-
ment on a few recordings tht have
come our way."
Mus
"We're here to blurt and spew!"
"Speak for yourself ANYONE."
"O.K. I'm here to blurt and spew. My
first blurt this month involves the un-
derrated San Francisco band, The
Breakouts on Accelerator Records/
1039 A Page St/San Francisco, CA
94117. This band has been playing
low on bills for a long time with no one
realizing their true potential. Well, the DK's on Dan White night.
IT AWAY WITH
ice is now broken. The Breakouts
debut E.P. No More has exploded
onto the airwaves with a gutsy
locomotive drive that is familiar yet
distinct. By far one of the best re-
leases out of the tail end of 1983. The
title song, No More, receives a lot of
attention by the deejays in my home-
town. I first heard of this band through
Street Scott, who just happens to be
the upstairs neighbor of Danny, The
Breakouts guitarist. In fact, Danny's
wife once gave Gary Scott Davis, one
of the radicalist haircuts he's ever had,
but back to the record...Another great
cut, Junkies All Around You brings
forth images of mayhem, and ridicule
to mind. Overall, this record makes
me nervous, so you know it's good.
Sort of a mature Thrash. Back to you
NOBODY..."
Thank you. After reading that silly
Skate Rock interview with Agent
Orange in last month's issue, I just
had to check out their latest release,
When You Least Expect It, on What/
Enigma. The album title says it all. I
would've never expected anything
like this from this band. Not that I'm
saying that it's bad. "Oh contraire." It's
excellent. It's just that these three
gentlemen are talented enough to
convincingly mold their style, while
maturing their whole sound. Although
lacking the high energy aggro-ness of
the Living In Darkness EP, from a few
years back, this new release is still
conceivably well rounded. Out of the
four songs, half are covers of other
songs. They are: "Somebody to Love"
and "Out of Limits." "Somebody..." is
an excellent rendition of that old Jef-
ferson Airplane song, and they also
do justice to what's probably an old
classic Ventures instrumental "Out of
Limits. Word has it that Mike (singer/
guitarist) learned to play guitar when
he was a little kid of eight, to his
brother's surf records. As for their
originals, hmm, mmm, hmmm. Tasty
and tasteful. The poetic sounding "It's
Up to Me and You" is far from hard-
core. This tender melody is sure to be
"Our Song" in many romantic circles.
For more info on Agent Orange,
write: Agent Orange/2600 Middlesex
Place Suite 1/Fullerton, CA 92635
"That is a good disc. Mellow but
good. I went down to the Thrasher edi-
forial offices last week to see if any
good promos had floated in. There
were a couple of record packages.
One was curiously creased. It was the
size of a record, but since it was bent,
PDER
I figured it was merely photos or
something. Nope. I opened it and it
was a record from the Los Angeles
area band Circle One on Upstart Rec-
ords/11343 Homedale Street/Los
Angeles, CA 90049. There was a
crease right across the front of the
jacket. Things didn't look good. I'd
seen this band a long time ago at one
of the Berkeley outdoor H.C. shows,
and was anxious to hear what this rec-
ord was gonna sound like. My worst
suspicions were correct. The record
was fragmented inside the jacket.
Busted into seven pieces."
"You mean you went through all of
that, and the record was broken?"
"Yup, but it's supposed to be good."
"Why didn't you talk about a record
that you listened to?"
"Wait. There was another package."
"What was that?"
"Well, it looked just like the other
one. But it wasn't creased or broken. It
was from a band called D.I. on Re-
venge Records."
"What's D.I. stand for?"
"Don't know, but the record is good.
It has about five songs on it. One of
'em is called Richard Hung Himself.
Pretty creative lyrics, "Richard hung
himself/He did it just the other day/Je-
sus came and pushed him off the
shelf." Another song, one of the faster
ones on the album, is called "1 Like
Guns. This song is "way-cool." "I like
guns/They keep America free..." But
out of all of the songs, my favorite is
called Purgatory, which is a slow
heavydirge-metalesque type song that
just shatters my soul. This is a pretty
hot disc. For information write to: P.O
Box 4, Placentia, CA 92670.
"Are you through?"
"Never, what do you have next?"
"Well, I was just going to tell you that
last night the Dead Kennedy's played
in downtown San Francisco, over on
Castro St. as part of a city-wide pro-
test against the city's twisted judicial
system. Namely the widely publicized
cone and homosexual councilman
Harvey Milk in 1978. The whole city
was up in arms, because a man got
away with murder and basically was
punished with little more than a hand
slap. They say his excuse was he was
high on Twinkies."
1 kept my ass away from there. I
thought the gays were gonna riot
again."
"Very funny."
"Hey, been to any other shows.
lately?
"No. You?"
"Well, do you remember that band
you reviewed last month, Los Lobos?
Well, I saw them at the I-Beam and
they were hot."
"Where was I?"
"I don't know. But they were really
good. Then last weekend I saw the
Los Lobos, I-Beam, S.F. Butthole Surfers, Flipper and
release of Dan White, after only serv-
ing five years in prison for the blatant,
double slaying of the late Mayor Mos-
SOCIAL
DISTORTION
Album of the Month:
MONSTER
SOCIAL DISTORTION-Mommy's
Little Monster
Frightwig at the On Broadway. The
Butthole Surfers were way-cool!
What a name. The singer-dude sang
while wearing only boxer shorts that
were held on with tape. They messed
up the stage with lots and lots of
garbage, and people were throwing
Twinkies as a symbolic 'Anti-Dan
White gesture.
"Are you serious?"
"Always."
"Well, we're out of room now, time
to say goodbye."
"Laterski
THRASHER
out of school/Mommy's little monster
broke all the rules.../He doesn't
wanna be a doctor or a lawyer get fat
and rich/He's 20 years old and he quit
his job Unemployment pays his rent!"
There are so many well written
lyrics on this album it's unbelievable.
Even though this album had to be
bought to be reviewed (no promo was
sent), we reviewed it anyway. It's that
good. It's one of the few albums
around that out of nine songs, all nine
are good. Other suggested prime
cuts, for radio requests and such,
Moral Threat, All the Answers, It
Wasn't a Pretty Picture, and espe-
cially Another State of Mind.
TRUE WEST/Hollywood Holiday/
New Rose 23
13th Floor Records & Filmworks Psychodelic bands in California's
Easily one of the best "new rock" Central Valley? You bet! True West
bands to come out of the youth music hails from Davis, California, home of
explosion of the eighties. The last uh?...Well, maybe the True West. Set
song on the first side is a remake of apart from LA.'s psychodelic under-
one of their earlier classics, Telling ground Gavin Blair, Russ Tolman,
Them! This song stands as an an- Richard McGrath, Kevin Staydohar
themesque hymn to "rock-world" ori- and Joe Becker create a sound that is
ented music lovers. "Well, I love the closer to England's Pink Floyd of
sound when I smash the glass/If I get 1967.)
caught, they're gonna kick my ass/" In fact, one of the album's best
They wake me up, tell me get to songs is Syd Barrett's Lucifer Sam
work slam the door, say, 'Shut up, Haunting vocals and guitars flow in
you jerk/1 can't wait till the show to- and out of Steps to the Door and And
night/When I'm with my friends every- Then the Rain and You.
thing's all right... (Chorus) They're
telling me, but I'm telling them/I'll do
it my way, and I'll always win'/When
the sun goes down I'm ready to play/lt
doesn't matter what anybody says!!!"
It conveys the attitude very well as
do some of their other songs. The title
song, for instance, Mommy's Little
Monster, speaks for itself. Imagine
with a ripping rock beat:
"Mommy's little monster dropped
The title song, Hollywood Holiday,
is one I've heard on my radio a lot and
it's great. Producer Steve Wynn
(Dream Syndicate) adds guitar and
helps the band's first record sound like
they have been making them for
years.
If you have trouble finding Hol
lywood Holiday, which is an import,
look for True West's five-song EP on
Bring Out Your Dead Records.
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