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THE WAY THEY GRIND out the
suburban psycho punk pop gone
mad on stage, you'd never guess
that some of Winona Ryders
were actually computer nerds
bent on conquering the farthest
reaches of cyberspace. Vocalist i
Skip says the information super-
highway is more than just an
over-hyped technological toy, it
can also be a sounding board for
all the young punks. There are.
countless areas a bored anarchist
can run amok in, but one in par-
ticular is the USENET newsgroup
alt.punk, which is similar to the
Maximum Rock N Roll letters
column, only worse. "Alt.punk is
the equivalent of a monster truck
pull," says Skip, "just a bunch of
people posting bitches at each
other, with only a few half-way
decent wits like Yael Grauer
thrown in. Where the real action
for real punx in cyberspace hap-
pens is on the World Wide Web,
where anyone can put out mul-
timedia versions of 'zines, full of
graphics, and music, and even
video, if you have the patience
to wait for it all to download."
Proving you don't have to be a
Heavy Petting Zoo, with
its controversial sheep
skin artwork, the boys
in the band made sure
that their friends never
have to sleep alone.
That's right, they set up
all their comrades and
cohorts with Luv Ewe
Inflatable Party Sheep.
But despite their love
for lamb, the group still
refuses to pull the wool
over anyone's eyes.
NOFX is doing no inter-
views for the album and
will not release a video
to be televised on MTV
...Coming down the
road like a bat out of
hell, The Cheater Slicks
leave a trail of smokin'
rubber and fractured
pavement in their wake
as they tear up the city
streets. The Slicks' latest
escapade on the twisted
roadway of punk rocki-
tude is Don't Like You, a
jam-packed disc of over-
hauled guitar, overdriv-
en bass and an all-out
souped-up vocal attack
that takes no hitch-hik-
ers. If you think that
the acid jazz scene has too much
acid and not enough jazz, do not
fret, you are not alone. Hailing
from down San Diego way, The
Greyboy Allstars are intent on
bringing back the jazz. Roving
ranger Tim Element talked to
Greyboy saxophonist Karl D
about how the band crams more
bounce in the ounce on their
new CD West Coast Boogaloo
with the type of understated jazz
grooves they are putting down.
"We're taking a little bit of a
chance in trying to actually play
jazz, and that's where we're com-
ing from right now," says Karl.
WINONA RYDERS
mega-corporate entity to have
your own place on the Web, the
Ryders have their own website
(http://www.dnai.com/-stan-
dard/wr) full of tour dates, funny
stories, wit, wisdom, and even
downloadable songs. But no
matter how far forward or back-
wards technology takes us, there
will always be naysayers who
think everything sucks and we
should return to a simpler horse.
and buggy era. Such a man is
the skins pounder for the Win-
ona Ryders. Skip explains, "As
our drummer Dave sez, "Fuck th
Enternet.' Oh, and be yourself"
... What can a success-
ful punk outfit com-
prised of white trash,
two heebs and a bean
do with all their money
without sticking needles
in their arms or getting
their palatial homes
shown on Lifestyles of
the Rich and Famous?
For NOFX, the answer
to that would appear to
be inflatable sheep. In a
celebration of their long-
awaited new release,
NOTES
"In the beginning, the whole
acid jazz thing was a real mixture
of hip hop and jazz grooves, and
I think a lot of what's become
acid jazz now has a lot less to
do with jazz and more to do with
a straight dance beat. So we're
trying to keep it on that other
angle of really playing jazz and
seeing how far we can push it. I
think people really want to hear
the live shit, and we keep it kind
of edgy, it's not all slicked out"
If your parents are having a
cocktail party and you want to
slip them a mickey of tunes that
sound a little like Frank Sinatra
but have lyrics full of that good
ol' pre-pubescent bathroom
humor, slap on the new one by
Red Peters: I Laughed, I Cried, I
Fudged My Undies! With tunes
like "Blow Me," "Rocket In My
Pants" and "You Promised The
Moon (But I Preferred Uranus)."
this disc is the shit to change any
three martini luncheon into a
boiling brouhaha. When he joins
up with The Smokin' Cockneys
on "The Two Gay Irishmen" Red
tackles a ballad of a large cast of
characters on their way to kiss
the Blarney Stone. Included in
this reverie are famous names
such as Neal Downe, Phillip
McCann, Dick Long, Connie
Lingus, Phil McCracken, Pat
Magroin, Paddy O'Furniture,
Peter Hickey, Rick O'Shea, Dick
Burns, and, of course, Gerald
Fitzpatrick and Patrick Fitz-
gerald, the two gay Irishmen...
Where other groups seem to
lose steam as time goes by. Sep-
ultura keeps it going strong with
their new album Roots. Mixing
authentic Brazilian percussion
instruments, down-tuned guitars
and all the full-on grit they're so
renown for, Sepultura shows they
ain't slowing down with Roots.
-Brian Brannon
GREYBOY ALL-STARS
you
Coming at
frontal lobotomy.
CYC
like a
MIKO
LOST MY
BRAIN!
(ONCE AGAIN)
The debut album.
Featuring Suicidal Tendencies
& Infectious Grooves founder
Mike Muir.
A mind is beauties thing
to lose.
On Epi. CD and Canette.
Produced by Michael Vail Blum & Cyco Mo
podoo Glow Skulls
Firme
16 hardcore songs
available now
version en español disponibles March 26th
produced by gggarth
2798 Sunset Blvd., Hollywood, CA, 90026 Epitaph
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