BLAST.famy volume 1 ish 4 August 1994 6666666666 666 66666666666 666 666 666 6 666666666666 66666666666 666 666 666 66 66 66 666 666 666 666 66 66 666 666 666666666 666 666666666666 6666 666 666 666 666 666 666 66666666666 666 666 666 666 666 666 6666 666 666 666 66666666666 666 666 6666 666 666 666666666666 66666666666 666 666 6666666666666 666 F _ A _ M _ Y A Private World E-zine. ....check out the Online Shmooze http://www.io.org/~pwcasual Publisher = P. W. Casual, C.E.O, PWE; C.O.B, PWC pwcasual@io.org Herr Editor = markjr@io.org +------------------------------------+ | Punish your audience | | ...they love it. | | - Ian Hunter | +------------------------------------+ c o n t r i b u t o r s Brought To You By E X X O N ...(just kidding) ======================= !*@# Magazine exclaim@io.org WWW http://www.io.org/~pwcasual/exclaim.html Andrew Creighton Bone of Contention, Stay Calm Shawn Merril The Bollweevils, Stick Your Neck Out! Phil Saunders Kepone, Ugly Dance Bruce Labruce Blab #29 Chris Wodskou Mark Burgess And The Sons of God, Zima Junction markjr@io.org LANDSLIDE guitarist (I've resisted the urge for a shameless plug for my band for 3 issues. So that's LANDSLIDE, from London [The Forest City] not Sour Landslide, not landslide from N.Y.C, not the Landslide from California circa 1972, and definitely not Landslide, the upstart christian-rock band in Toronto whom has recently pilfered our name...) the cybercafe heath@cybercafe.org CONTENTS: !*@# Reviews - plagarized from the latest issue by way of a mutual content dissection pact. ( In case you weren't aware: This zine is AnTI-coPYRight. If you use any of it, don't come running to us iff you get FLAMED OUT of CompPuSerVE.) editorial - what exactly do we mean by anti-copyright? Brace yourself, cause markjr@io.org is going to tell you. cybercafe announcement - On Aug/5/94 something bizarre will occur in the U.K. blab #29 - by Bruce Labruce !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# E X C L A I M M A G A Z I N E R E V I E W S !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# !*@# (ed note: the reviews that follow are but a mere drop on the bucket of what appears in !*@# magazine each month. email exclaim@io.org for info) The Bollweevils Stick Your Neck Out! (Dr. Strange, Box 7000-117, Alta Loma, CA 91701) After one listen you'll know that these punks hail from the Chicago school of melodic hardcore. Pegboy, Naked Raygun and Screeching Weasel will immediately come to mind. Daryl's vocals are a nasally cross between Ben Weasel and Dave Smalley. Although the material on this CD has all been done before, it's never been done this right. This CD is a very solid release - I've been listening to it every day since I obtained it, and in my mind, it surpasses this year's NO FX and Rancid releases. Their cover of Tommy Tutone's "Jenny" will have you slamming in no time! -Shawn Merrill Bone of Contention Stay Calm (Igor) This CD from the Pittsburgh foursome is a great recording with lots of depth and passion that will get the band absolutely nowhere financially. I earnestly hope that they can survive making good, fun music and don't have any yucky ambitions for Top 40 status. What first struck me about Stay Calm was the wondrous diversity. Sure it's all basically rock and roll, but they really put a spin on the norm. The lyrics in such tunes as "We'll Do Fine" are funny in a comedic, black way: "You bring the Prozac, I'll bring the wine." "Crawl" gits funky: "I wanna see you sweat, I wanna see your upper lip wet." Most of the songs are created in a tongue-in-cheek mood. Look at the song titles alone - "Like Richard Brautigan, Lonesome on a Saturday Night" and "All The Things You Could Be By Now If Henry Miller's Wife Was Your Mother." Are they intellectuals? Other bands that came to mind? They smack a little of Violent Femmes and even My Dad is Dead (the vocals anyway). I like Stay Calm, and I look forward to liking it even more in the future. -Andrew Creighton Mark Burgess And The Sons of God Zima Junction (Pivot/Cargo) And everyone thinks Bono has a messianic complex - here's Mark Burgess surrounding himself (or should that be Himself) with Sons of God and playing skiffling English and Scottish folk-derived songs abounding in Gaelic and Welsh epics and rustic visions of the apocalypse, Arcadia and Xanadu rolled into one. Could be a simple case of the former Chameleon changing his skin and envisioning himself as a bardic conscience of Britain, its history and cultural demise. Zima Junction is mostly valuable as a curiosity, a lightly tripping folk rendering of myth and prophecy that thankfully succumbs to none of the gaudily pretentious Marrilionesque idiocies of bands that have read too much Tolkien and Gaelic myth. But the real curiosity here are the two covers: a poem by "The Shetland Poet Vagabond" set to Philip Glass's "Facades" and a similarly hypnotic version of the old Bond theme, "You Only Live Twice," which I would almost swear is not sung by Mark Burgess, but by Marc Almond, bathing in all the luminescence of pop melodrama. St. Etienne must be kicking themselves that they let this one get away. -Chris Wodskou Kepone Ugly Dance (1/4 Stick) I'd like to quote one of the three reviews that was used on the back of the bio for this band because it epitomises how I felt while listening to this album the second or third time; "Woah. Wow. Geez. Man. Golly. Shucks. Shesh. Whew. Damn..." Said reviewer went on to write the most aggressively positive review I've ever read. But, after listening to Kepone's newest and first full length, Ugly Dance, you'll concur. Kepone are from Richmond, Virginia and are a power trio made up of an ex-Honor Role dude, and an ex-Gwar dude (Go figure?). Ugly Dance is likely the record I'll listen to most until the next GVSB album comes out. Blending aggro vibes like Big Black with melodic tones lying somewhere between Minutemen and Volcano Suns, Kepone are worth your time and money. 1/4 Stick strikes again. -Phil Saunders ===================================+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++???????? oh oh I feel a rAnT!!! coming on...What do we mean by anti-copyright???????? ===================================+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++!!!!!!!! Exactly this: Now that your reading this, there is nothing we can do to stop you from making any number of copies of this, and giving it away to whoever you want. No amount of intellectual indignation can change this one iota. In fact, we kind of rely on that aspect of this kind of venture. So the last thing we'll be doing is spending millions on corporate lobbyists to lean on the crooks in Ottawa on behalf of our so-called copyrights. I was recently at the Stentor Corporations love-in with the "Canadian Music Industry" at the King Edward Hotel in Toronto. These are the guys who aim to wire Canada in 10 years and 8 billion dollars. The public relations wing of the conglomerate is on tour right now, meeting with "special interest groups" (of which we all belong to so many). In the morning they met with "the handicapped" to explain to them that they will be looked after in the new infoshere. That night they unrolled a cash bar, dumped a few kilos of shish-kabobs onto a serving table and let in "the music biz". There were a small number of people there, varying from CIRPA (who organized the event) to David Basskin from the CMRRA, some suit from EMI Publishing, college radio, CHART, the Record and what have you... Aside from a question of equal access, my techie-nerd questions, almost all the talk was of copyright protection. When I first asked a question I had to fight off the urge to to grab the microphone, leap atop the pedestal and scream: "you neo-corporate-fools!!! Can't you see it's futile? H a Ha Ha aH hA!! People who want to get their media out DON'T NEED YOU. Ha aH hha Ha. Go back to the mainstream, you've not the courage to venture into the internet!" But I didn't. I was talking to David Basskin after the talk and what he said was essentially this: The Music Industry is fueled by a.few.big.acts a year. These acts generate so.much.money they fuel the entire industry. This is all threatened with this entire internet thang. If the _big stars_ get ripped off so much there will be less money for the industry in general. My response was that he was absolutely correct up to a point. I think big.star.acts will dwindle in time. Rather than have 10 acts a year sell a million records, you'll have one or two thousand bands moving the equivalent of 20-30,000 units. Some more some less, but the result will be my long anticipated extinction of the Tyrannosaurus Majorlabellus and the Obsoletis Supergroupiccus. I for one, can't wait. ----------------------------------------------------------- cybercafe at kings X station, British Rail, United Kingdom ----------------------------------------------------------- During the day of Friday 5th August 1994 the telephone booth area behind the destination board at kings X British Rail station will be borrowed and used for a temporary cybercafe. It would be good to concentrate activity around 18:00 GMT, but play as you will. (ed. note: it's your dime, calling card, extender, whatever) TELEPHONE Nos. 071 278 2207 ....................... 071 387 1736 071 278 2208 ....................... 071 387 1756 071 837 6028 ....................... 071 387 1823 071 837 5193 ....................... 071 278 2179 071 837 6417 ....................... 071 278 2163 071 278 4290 ....................... 071 278 2083 071 837 1034 ....................... 071 387 1362 071 837 7959 ....................... 071 278 2017 071 837 1644 ....................... 071 387 1569 071 837 7234 ....................... 071 387 1526 071 837 1481 ....................... 071 387 1587 071 837 0867 ....................... 071 837 0298 071 278 7259 ....................... 071 837 0399 071 278 2502 ....................... 071 837 1768 071 278 2501 ....................... 071 387 1398 071 278 2275 ....................... 071 837 3758 071 278 2217 ....................... 071 837 0933 071 278 2260 ....................... 071 837 0499 Please do any combination of the following: (1) call no./nos. and let the phone ring a short while and then hang up (2) call these nos. in some kind of pattern (the nos. are listed as a floor plan of the booth) (3) call and have a chat with an expectant or unexpectant person (4) go to Kings X station watch public reaction/answer the phones and chat (5) do something different This event will be publicised worldwide I will write a report stating that: (1) no body rang (2) a massive techno crowd assembled and danced to the sound of ringing telephones (3) something unexpected happened No refreshments will be provided/please bring pack lunch cybercafe aims to promote/create spaces/situations in which people can create/behave/express/experience in ways unavailable in currently existing places Domains of activity radio/tv/telephones/fax/ mailart/flyposting/performance/computer. For further info please contact heath@cybercafe.org / TEL: 44 71 497 2916 keywords: Interactive Subversive Detourment Play Gateway Action Intervention Advocacy Virtual Internet Viral Please distribute this message to people who may be interested heath (-------------------< BLAB n29 by Bruce Labruce >-----------------------) Miscellaneous Item #1. Trent Reznor, frontman for industrial act du moment Nine Inch Nails, is, apparently, in advanced style denial. Recently, at the all-too-trendy New York nightspot, Jackie 60, I ran into up and coming fashion designer Walter Sessna, who doubles (who doesn't) as a stylist. Trent was, until recently, one of his clients. Walter had just returned from a disastrous two-day business trip to LA, where he had a major fight and final falling out with Trent. It seems the morbid musician (who had, incidentally, until a few months ago, been staying at one of the sites of the Manson Massacre, which he claimed, by the way, not to know had once been the former Tate-Polanski home. "Oh, that's why the rent is so cheap," he was heard to say disingenuously) accused Walter of leaking to the press that he was, indeed, employed as his stylist/image consultatnt. (Walter denies any indiscretion on his part.) Please, Mr. Reznor! There is no shame in having a stylist. After all, the entire entertainment industry complex is built on the backs of hard-working, stylewise, trendspotting homosexuals. Smells like an advanced case of style denial to me! Miscellaneous Item #2. During Fashion Week in New York, gorgeous Kim Gordon pulled a Monika Treut by showing her new Riot Grrrl Resort collection on the street between the locations of two major fashion shows, thereby snagging some of the attention from the fashionistas dashing from runway to runway, including Francis Ford Coppola and jetsetting daughter Sofia. Kudos to Miss Gordon, who, judging from her memorable Gap ad, certainly knows how to manipulate the media while coming out smelling like a rose: the savvy songstress got more attention for doing the ad than the ad itself generated. Good luck to Miss Gordon on both her new X-girl fashion line and her other new project - baby Coco. (The expression, "pulling a Monica Treut," by the way, means to sponge off other people's publicity, which is what Ms. Treut did at the press screening of one of my movies in New York. We shared the same publicist, who told her to get her German carcass over to the lobby to the theatre where my movie was showing to a full house of press to talk up her new movie. I happen to know this because she happened to rustle up as her date a certain famous gay novelist whom she pulled out of the theatre and made leave with her after only ten minutes, having already accomplished her self-serving task. Tsk, tsk. Miscellaneous Item #3. True Richard Kern stories. Recently, while I was over at Richard's in New York being photographed with a big, thick candle shoved up my ass for possible use in Future sex magazine - which I hate, but I felt like I owed Richard a favour after he appeared so gamely in my movie - he told me that he recently had a "model" over being photographed, and he had her hung upside down from her feet in bondage, and the rope broke, and she fell right on her head! She could've broken her neck! And try to explain that bondage gear to the cops! Fortunately, she was okay, and she didn't sue. By the way, Richard was afraid to come to my post-screening party with all those damn homosexuals there. He's so cute. Miscellaneous Item #4. True Glory Hole domination stories. Glory Hole was almost fired from Billy's Topless for a) flashing her pussy; b) licking her tits; and c) being intoxicated while working. The rumours about her drug use started when she showed up for work wearing the "DRUNK" hat I bought her, not removing it for her performances throughout the evening. Glory Hole lobs her purse unceremoniously onto the small stage before she mounts it, and that same evening, the purse flew open, spilling out the contents of a bottle of Tylenol with Codeine that I had also brought her from Canada (along with the DRUNK hat). The management and customer raised their eyebrows in unison as she tottered over in not much more than her stiletto heels and G-string and gathered up the pills, exclaiming, "My dolls, my dolls!" The perpetual smile plastered across her face as she does the burlesque also may have contributed to the drug rumours. Anyhow, so the owner of Billy's called her into his office to give her a severe reprimand. Glory Hole denied both the charges of drug use and pussy-flashing ("Why would want to?" she asked, wide-eyed.) As for the tit-licking question, she promised never, ever to do it again. Miscellaneous Item #5. Lucas Haas, child star of such Hollywood movies as Witness and Ramblin' Rose, was recently caught shoplifting a rap tape at Tower Records on Hollywood Boulevard in LA. The manager of the store, a queen, took several Polaroids of the poor boy as he sat locked up in the back room waiting for the cops to come, telling him it was standard procedure for shoplifters, but actually snapping the shots because he thought the young actor was so cute. Excuse me, but if he was that cute, why didn't you just let him go? After all, Lucas was just carrying on a long tradition of star shoplifting, pioneered by Hedy Lamaar in the 60s. ============================================================================= W A N N A S U B S C R I B E T O T H I S Z I N E ? ? ? ============================================================================ email pwcasual@io.org and say "Sign Me Up!"