45 Grave, “Evil”

Perfect song for Halloween.

Think it came out in 1982. Early LA punk rock. This is Horror Punk, Deathrock, and Gothic Rock. These folks fashioned themselves as some sort of devil worshipping maniacs. Lead singer was a woman named Dinah Cancer. Paul Cutler was the main guy in the band. I saw them twice, once in Long Beach and a year later in LA.

I went to see this gothic rock band and 45 Grave was up first. I was dating the female lead singer, and she’s slightly famous. I was also dating her best friend at the same time.

I had met them both at the same time at a rock show at the Rainbow. They both had their hands all over me as soon as they met me, total strangers. They seemed drunk. The lead singer said, “You smell like popcorn.” She had this insane look on her face. She often had an insane look on her face. That was one of my favorite things about her.

Anyway I met Paul Cutler after the show backstage. He was extremely friendly and immediately took a strong liking to me. Maybe he thought I was smart. This guy had been living in the city way too long. He was going on about some dream he had of a city of the future with trams and high speed trains going at three or four different levels all at once. The whole city was mechanized and lit up. Blade Runner style. He’d probably never been on a hike in his life.

Iggy Pop, “Pumpin’ for Jill”

When I’m asleep, you touch my feet
You let me know that I am no creep
Because I love you, you are for real
I’m gonna stay here – pumping for Jill

In the gas station where I work
Everyone treats me just like a jerk
Nobody offers me a tip
I’m gonna stay here – pumping Jill’s hips…

I met you out at the Mardi Gras
On a French Quarter sidewalk
When you kissed me, it was strong
I wonder if you’ll hear this song
La da da da da da, da da da da.

I love this song. It’s a ballad for losers.

The hero is a loser us who’s pumping gas at a gas station.

Everyone treats him like garbage, like a loser, a creep, a nothing, a zero. No one even offers him a tip. He’s so low he doesn’t even deserve their nickels.

But he has one thing those squares will probably never get – a hot babe named Jill. That’s only reason he works at all – for his chick. Sure, he’s a loser. Sure, he hasn’t a dime. Sure, everyone sneers at him. Why not? He hasn’t any money, and that’s all the worth of a man in these benighted states.

But when he goes home, he can still do one thing. He can pump Jill’s hip. He can fuck her into the night, just a bit harder each time he for every snub he got that day. As he bangs away into the dark, he knows that fucking a hot woman his haters will never have.

Who’s the loser now?

They met at the Mardi Gras. Beads and song in the air. Girls lifting up their tops. Entire streets are wasted and reeling with song and cheer. Babes howling on the balconies. Here he met Jill, in a whirl and flash. It was all a drunken She swooped towards him and landed a kiss on his sad face. A kiss full of power, the power of adoration.

Who’s the loser now?

Iggy Pop is one of my all-time favorite artists. This is off of Party, issued in 1981. I saw him at the Palladium in Hollywood in fall of that year. It was too much! Not much was happening on the stage. A band came out and set up their equipment. We were all wondering what was going to happen.

In one fluid movement, this maniac comes running full speed onto the stage, mike in hand, singing. The band in back starts in. He’s dressed in a Spiderman outfit, of all things! Who is it? Spiderman? WTH? I’m confused. I ask my friend, “Who is that? It’s him, right? It’s Iggy! He’s Spiderman!” My friend nods gravely. “Yep, it’s him, all right.”

It was a great show all the way. Lots of really hot young punker babes Iggy Pop chicks. Iggy Pop fans don’t care. They DGAF. They never did. Not from the very start with the Stooges, “Raw Power”,”Searching to Destroy”, “1969”, and especially “No Fun.”

An Iggy Pop chick yelling #metoo? That’s laughable. They’re punkers, not overgrown children. She might knee you in the balls if you get too rude, but she won’t wail like a baby and run to Mommy Cop like these women-children do nowadays.

Besides, Iggy Pop fans love to fuck, both sexes. And they hate authority. They hate cops. They’re basically anarchists. They’re the exact opposite of these prudish, priggish SJW’s who think you need to sign a contract in order to look at a woman or else they haul you off to jail.

Suzi Quatro,"Suzi Quatro"

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Suzi Quatro! From 1973! Oh Hell yeah!
Suzi Quatro was one of the first female lead singers and guitarists of a real rock and roll band. She was the queen of leather rock! She also plays a mean bass guitar. I can’t help thinking this is actually punk rock. But it’s only 1973. This is really pre-punk like the New York Dolls. It’s all coming from the same place. Let’s face it, glam was pre-punk, and Suzi Quatro is glam rock!
Similar acts from around the same time are Sweet and Slade. Sweet is downgraded nowadays but I really liked them back in the day. Slade is also very underrated. Sort of a glam AC/DC.
None of these songs mean much of anything. They’re just silly, dumb songs to rock and roll too. But rock and roll was never intellectual.
Real rock and roll (not prog, folk, country or metal) is sensual and experiential. It’s the music of the pure ID.
Music to fuck to. Fucking music.
There’s a reason for that beat. It’s the beat of sexual intercourse. BAM BAM BAM BAM. The early haters of rock and roll figured this out quickly,and that was one of the main reasons why rock was hated so much all the way back to Elvis Presley.
Back in the 1970’s all the mafia produced porn back then had hard rock soundtracks going on through all the fucking and sucking. There’s a reason for that.
It’s because it’s fucking music, music to fuck by.
Or in the case of punk rock, music for people who like to fuck and fight!

999, “Homicide”

I believe that this song came out in 1980. It was a big hit at the time. I must say that is a catchy tune they have there. It really sticks in your head something good. This was another of the very early great punk rock songs.

 

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I believe in homicide.
I rest my case!
Don’t cast aside!

You’d better believe it!
That’s the truth of it!
Take it or leave it.
Resign to it!

Homicide.
Homicide.
Homicide.
Homicide!

No one cares!
When someone lies!
They’d rather say!
It’s irrelevant!

You’d better believe it!
That’s the truth of it!
Take it or leave it.
Resign to it!

Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!

You try to tell me it’s his fault because he’s down.
And letting loose this homicide all over town!
What’s your number? I’ll take it down.
What’s your address? I’ll write it down.
I’ll be in touch. So don’t leave town!
In a big!
Black!
Car!

Homicide.
Homicide.
Homicide.

I believe in homicide.
I rest my case!
Don’t cast aside!

You’d better believe it!
That’s the truth of it!
Take it or leave it.
Resign to it.

Homicide.
Homicide.
Homicide.
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homicide.
Homicide!
Homicide!
Homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi
Homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi, homi
Homicide!

The Damned, “Smash It Up”

God I love this music! This is one of the greatest punk rock songs ever written. I wonder why it is so underrated?

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We’ve been crying now for much too long.
And now we’re gonna dance to a different song.
I’m gonna scream and shout til my dying breath.
I’m gonna smash it up til there’s nothing left.

Oooh ooh smash it up!
Smash it up, smash it up!
Oooh ooh smash it up!
Smash it up, smash it up!

People call me villain oh its such a shame.
Maybe its my clothes must be to blame.
I don’t even care if I look a mess.
Don’t wanna be a sucker like all the rest.

Oooh ooh smash it up!
Smash it up, smash it up!
Oooh ooh smash it up
Smash it up, smash it up!

Smash it up!
Smash it up!
Smash it up!
Smash it up!
Smash it up!

Smash it up!
You can keep your Krishna burgers.
Smash it up!
And your Glastonbury hippies.
Smash it up!
You can stick your frothy lager.
Smash it up!
And your blow wave hairstyles.

And everybody’s smashing things down.
I said everybody’s smashing things down yeah.

The Damned, “New Rose”

God I love The Damned. From 1976! The year the Sex Pistols appeared on the scene. The Damned was one of the first British punk rock group, forming around the same time as the Pistols and other early groups. They also liked to smash up their instruments on the stage. The Who of course started that sort of thing.

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Weirdos, “Neutron Bomb”

LA punk rock from 1978 first wave! It seems almost impossible to believe that this music was made fully 35 years ago. Incredible.

As you can see, punkers were not patriotards or Republicans, at least in the first wave, though it started getting that way later with some of the Orange County bands. The early LA punks were all very leftwing. In fact, there were gay musicians and even gay bands, and no one cared one bit. Most of the first wavers thought the scene got ruined with all the rightwing conservatives and Nazis from Orange County dragging in all their bull sexism and homophobia.

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We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron.
Gonna drop it all over the place.
Yer gonna get it on yer face.
Foreign aid from the land of the free.
But don’t blame me!
We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron
You don’t understand, you don’t know what you mean.
We don’t want you, we want your machines.
United Nations and NATO won’t do.
It’s just the red, white and blue.
We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron bomb!
We got the neutron, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
Survival of the fittest, is the way it’s gonna be.
We don’t want it, we don’t want it!
Don’t blame me!
We don’t want it, we don’t want it!
Don’t blame me!

Pussy Riot Are Traitors

I had always heard that they were more or less US agents, but now I know this for sure.

The Kremlin is facing intensifying international condemnation over its stance. Two members of the Russian punk band Pussy Riot told an audience in the Australian capital Sydney on Saturday that Russia should be excluded from G20 talks scheduled for November, AFP reported.

What a bunch of traitors. Not that they should support the government – it is always permissible to oppose any government of any state on principle – but these people are traitors to the Homeland. I don’t take too kindly to that.
My attitude is sort of a nationalist one – Other than the Homeland, what else is there?
That’s the way I see it.

Brian Hyland, "Sealed with a Kiss"


I always loved this song, but I never knew the name of it, who the artist was or when it was published. Well, now I just found out.
Brian Hyland released this all-time great in 1962! Early days of rock!
I cannot help but think the Sex Pistols were referencing this song in the New York Dolls send-up, New York:

Sealed with a kissssssssssss!
Sealed with a kissssssssssss!
Sealed with a kissssssssssss!
Oh! Kiss this!
Sex Pistols, New York (1977)

Jim Carroll Band, People Who Died


This song is so good! Great punk rock from around 1980. The album is called Catholic Boy and it is highly recommended.
And even though the song is about the dead, it’s even better live:

If anyone was around LA about this time, perhaps you remember Rodney Bingenheimer and K-ROQ. I actually like Rodney, though a lot of people hate him. I saw him once at the Whiskey a Go Go (one of my favorite hangouts) in West Hollywood on the Sunset Strip once. He came in very late to the show, maybe 1 AM, with a few people in tow.
He’s not gay like some say, he just has a glam era Bowie voice and he’s somewhat androgynous like many notorious players. It was long rumored that he not only liked girls, but he liked em young, as in underage teenage girls, 14-17 or thereabouts. I don’t think he ever got caught and back then, so many adult men were doing such things, you would not even believe it. It was illegal, but it wasn’t enforced very much.
About the song: no one here is getting out alive. We’re all just buying time.

The Nails – 88 Lines About 44 Women


God I love this song!
This is actually a Jim Carroll song. Jim Carroll was one of the early New York punks. As you can see, he liked females just fine.
On the other hand though, he was somewhat bisexual, but I think that was just for money. Like many young men in New York who become addicted to heroin, he sold his body to men as a male prostitute for heroin money. You would be surprised at how many otherwise straight New York rock stars did such things back in those days (Dee Dee Ramone, anyone?).
I believe he eventually kicked. He was in with Patti Smith, Blondie, William Burroughs, the Ramones and the rest of those New York punk scene degenerates around the late 70’s and early 80’s in New York City. It was probably a great time to be alive in New York!

Lenka "Trouble Is a Friend"


More from this Lenka woman. Her music is called “Alternative Pop.” It is also called Indie Pop. Power pop, punk and post-punk were all influences.  It originated in the UK, especially Scotland, in the mid 1980’s. The grandfather of all of this sort of music was a band called The Smiths. We can go back even before that to the Buzzcocks and the Ramones. Let’s face it, there is a lot of power pop in those punk rock groups.
Next came the Jesus and Mary Chain, a band I am very fond of. They combined influences from the Velvet Underground, the Beach Boys and Phil Spector’s “wall of sound.” New Order, which grew out of Joy Division, was another influence. New Order seems to be influencing a lot of modern music genres.
I think I am starting to like this type of music!
This is more “chick music.” Look at the lyrics. Sounds like she is describing a typical female Borderline Personality Disorder type:
“Trouble Is A Friend”
Trouble – it will find you
No matter where you go
Oh, oh
No matter if you’re fast
No matter if you’re slow
Oh, oh
The eye of the storm
Or the cry in the morn
Oh, oh
You’re fine for a while
But you start to lose control
He’s there in the dark
He’s there in my heart
He waits in the wings
He’s gotta play a part
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine
Ahh
Trouble is a friend
But trouble is a foe
Oh, oh
And no matter what I feed him
He always seems to grow
Oh, oh
He sees what I see
And he knows what I know
Oh, oh
So don’t forget
As you ease on down my road
He’s there in the dark
He’s there in my heart
He waits in the wings
He’s gotta play a part
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine
Oh, oh
So don’t be alarmed
If he takes you by the arm
I won’t let him win
But I’m a sucker for his charm
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine
Ahh
How I hate the way he makes me feel
And how I try to make him leave
I try
Oh, oh, I try
But he’s there in the dark
He’s there in my heart
He waits in the wings
He’s gotta play a part
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine
Oh, oh
So don’t be alarmed
If he takes you by the arm
I won’t let him win
But I’m a sucker for his charm
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine
Ahh
Ooh
Ahh
Ooh

Sex Pistols, "Here We Go Again"

This is great stuff. Really just Paul Cook and Steve Jones. Jones came back later and did the bass himself, and he also sang on both songs. This is from outtakes from the Great Rock and Roll Swindle album.
This one has lots of great pictures of Sid Vicious often with Nancy Spungen. Sid was a terrible person, but he is something of a legend after all. He was an asshole, but he was interesting and famous asshole, so there you go!
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A short interview at the start, and then Here We Go Again plays. The song is hard to find. It only appears for the most part on one album, Sex Pack, which is little heard of. It is also found on a 1986 bootleg We Have Cum for Your Children. Lot of cool photos in the background.
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Sex Pistols, "Here We Go Again" + More

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Here We Go Again is a fantastic song! Listen to that “anthem” feel it has. Actually this is really The Professionals with Steve Jones and Paul Cook. It is an outtake from the recordings for The Great Rock and Roll Swindle album, by which time the Pistols had already broken up.
Next song, Revolution in the Classroom, by the great fake Pistols band the Ex Pistols.
Next Unlimited Supply (EMI) live in the studio January 1977!
And the last is Anarchy in the UK, first ever TV appearance on the show Young Nation!

The Ex Pistols!

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The Ex Pistols doing Revolution in the Classroom! 1979 motherfuckers!
From Wikipedia:

The Ex Pistols were a scam act introduced in 1979 by one-time Sex Pistols producer Dave Goodman after his services were substituted for those of professional producers. The Ex Pistols existed as a sound-alike band meant to mislead fans due to the similar music, name, and artwork, that led people to believe their songs were actually new or lost Sex Pistols recordings. The Sex Pistols successfully sued and Dave Goodman was no longer allowed to use the name.

Who cares! I love them. Good job Dave Goodman. This stuff rocks. Almost all good as the real band.

X-Ray Spex "Germ Free Adolescents"

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Very nice, great stuff out of 1978! I had this on cassette in 1981, and I wore it out listening to it. Someone made the tape for me. I forget who, I think maybe a girlfriend named Janet. I can never remember her last name. Lead singer Poly Styrene died recently. The album Germ Free Adolescents is an all time classic. Really the whole album is great; there’s not a bad song on it.

PIL "Public Image"

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After the Sex Pistols broke up, John Lydon formed Public Image Ltd.
I saw them in Los Angeles at the Olympic Auditorium on May 4, 1980. The Olympic back then mostly housed rollerderby (very popular back then) and professional wrestling. It was a strange place for a rock concert.
It was one of the most horrible, but nevertheless, one of the greatest rock and roll shows that I have ever seen. This was at a climax of the punk movement in Los Angeles. There was a punker chick with a leather jacket that had the words stitched on it, “Southern California Anarchist Death Squad” on it. I thought that was a nice touch! As we were moving through the front door, there was a LA cop leaning back up against the wall with a huge smile on his face. His eyes were gigantic saucers. I thought at the time he had to be on LSD.
A performance art duo named The Kipper Kids opened. One of them later married Bette Midler. It was two guys, completely naked, who mostly just threw paint on each other. The crowd hated them, but that was the whole idea. Next up was some traditional mariachi band (WTH?) playing traditional Mexican mariachi music. The crowd spit at them the whole time.
I went with a friend of mine who had very long hair. He got up near the front of the stage and the insane punkers started beating him up because he had long hair. There was also a very frightening “crush” phenomenon where the crowd was so tightly packed together that it swept you off your feet and moved you along.
The idiot LA punkers were spitting at the band when they came onstage and they kept it up for the whole show. There were these rain shower like waves up spit coming out of the audience and up onto the stage. The band, but especially John Lydon, were soaking wet with spit after a while. The bassist turned his back to the crowd for some reason (maybe the spitting) and the stayed that way for the whole show. It was very strange. he was giving all of us the finger really, but it was the right thing to do.
At one point in the show, these two idiot punkers, a young man and woman, a couple, both drunk off their asses, were careening through the crowd. They were so drunk, they were crashing into everyone. That made me really mad. When they came careening towards me, I grabbed both of them and threw them both really hard right into the crowd in back of me. They knocked a bunch of people over and they fell down themselves. At some point, everyone picked themselves up. Everyone looked at me like, “That guy’s psycho!” and they made a circle around me. For the rest of the show I was sort of alone. I had this circle of space around me with no people. Everyone was giving me a wide berth.
My friend had the car keys and I think he lost them in the fighting, so we had no way to get home. We took a bus from LA back to Long Beach where I lived. Then we ran and jogged the whole way back to my place. In downtown Long Beach, the faggots yelled at us and whistled at us as we ran by. We shouted back at them, “Fuck you fags!!!!”
We got to a park in the Broadway district and things got even weirder. There were bushes all through this park and it seemed there were humans hiding in every single clump of bushes. The unseen figures were whistling at us and saying nasty things as we ran by. There were faggots hiding in every clump of bushes in that stupid park at 1 o’clock in the morning. We yelled, “Fuck you fags!!!!!!!!!!” and kept on running.
Then a cop car picked us up. It was 1 AM. They said you should not be running around this neighborhood this late at night. The cops were totally cool and they gave me a ride back to my apartment. Some of the coolest cops I have ever met in my life, and I don’t even like cops!

David Bowie, "Scary Monsters (Super Creeps)"

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From the same album in 1980, Scary Monsters. Great stuff. The original punk psychedelic music!
Check out these lyrics:

She asked me to stay and I stole her room
She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind
Now she’s stupid in the street and she can’t socialize
Well I love the little girl and I’ll love her till the day she dies

Oh yeah! Moar!
I get tired of the whole “David Bowie is gay” argument.
Though he was into that for a while. In 1974, I met a guy who said he knew a groupie who had had sex with Bowie. The groupie was female, and she said there was a another male there with them (it was a threesome). She said Bowie seemed more interested in the guy than in her!
In recent years, Bowie blows off the question. He says he was just into bisexuality because it was some sort of a fad at the time. However, it is true that Angela Bowie caught David and Mick Jagger in bed together at one point. The Rolling Stones song Angie is said to be about her.
Iggy Pop lived with Bowie for a while in Berlin, I believe in the late 1970’s when Bowie was way out there on cocaine binging for a while. He nearly got psychotic from heavy use of the drug.
Pop also blew off questions about Bowie being gay or bi by saying it really wasn’t important.
The following is a paraphrase of his words:
“That man got more pussy than any man I have ever known. From waitresses to heiresses, they all wanted him. They wouldn’t leave him alone. The phone was always ringing, and it was always a woman on the other end wanting David.”
If living like that makes you a “fag,” I might just have to be a “fag” myself! Sounds like a lot of fun. You go David!

Johnny Cash, "The Wanderer"

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We punkers have always loved Johnny Cash. Check him out. He’s a punk! He’s one of the original punks, face it.
Look at how good looking he was a young man, and how dignified he was as an older man. He always had that sad look on his face. That’s the blues.
He’s also a working class hero. His songs are all about the working class, not about the idle rich.
You go Johnny! Even now, he’s singing from the grave.

Patti Smith, “Rock and Roll Nigger”

Patti Smith, 1978. Oh yeah!

Outside of society! That’s where I wanna be!

Baby baby baby I’m a rock and roll nigger! Yeah! Me too! I’m a rock and roll nigger! Til the day I die!

The day they play this music at the Republican Convention, I’m going to have to kill myself.

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Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
Baby got big and baby get bigger.
Baby get something. Baby get more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger.
Oh, look around you, all around you,
riding on a copper wave.
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to behave?

Outside of society, they’re waitin’ for me.
Outside of society, that’s where I want to be.

(Lenny!)

Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore.
You know she got big. Well, she’s gonna get bigger.
Baby got a hand; got a finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby is a rock-and-roll nigger.

Outside of society, that’s where I want to be.
Outside of society, they’re waitin’ for me.

(those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light)

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure,
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost,
and the cost didn’t matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and Grandma, too.
Jackson Pollock was a nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger,
nigger, nigger, nigger.

Outside of society, they’re waitin’ for me.
Outside of society, if you’re looking,
that’s where you’ll find me.
Outside of society, they’re waitin’ for me.
Outside of society. (Repeat)

The Clash, “Complete Control”

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The Clash! Complete Control! 1978! Oh yeah!

This is music for the London Riots 2011. Right in the middle of the riots, the Clash should have set up a stage and done a free concert for the rioters LOL.

I want to make a movie of the footage from the riots with music from the Clash and the Sex Pistols in the background.