There is no authority but yourself This is a fantastic and inspiring film about punk band/collective CRASS. It covers the things they did and what they have cooking up at Dial House and staying relevant in 2010 globalized planet earth. If you dig the flick you can piece it together using torrents. The kind folks at Guajiropunk have it loaded up at megaupload. Which you can than convert and play on DVD. The resolution holds up.
a Disney short loosely based around the story of The Little House by Virginia Lee Burton.
THere aren't many punk songs where the subject matter delves into being done with pouring your money into something you don't own, dealing with nutsy neighbors who are on drugs and hammering ghosts at 2 am and the general populous in your building are dopes. I wonder why not? Over the summer I had the experience of visiting a town where the jewish population didn't drive on weekends. It was the first time I had gotten out of bed and didn't hear road noise.
THE BOMBDROPS: analog, digital, virtual and mist manipulating motherfuckers. Power chords, tape splices, percussion, machinery. Bootlegged software, cassette multi tracks combined in cut, pasted, puked onto the floor fashion and mopped into a neat little catastrophe. The band consists of conspirators from Strong Island. The participants and settings are almost irrelevant; those formulas that emphasize that sort of thing are usually well penned pr sheets that are trying to sell you some commerce along with some mythology. The context of time is arguably more important and the next following sentences are the ones to remember out of this slop, if you choose to digest any of this garbage at all. Their revolution began as an offshoot project in the middle of the 90s during the Clinton administration. Organized at some vitamin factory by line workers from the south and north (who met while mindlessly packing whatever goods passed by on a conveyer belt.) The spark ignited a flame and some songs are structured and recorded in a rehearsal space/squat which later these sorry bastards were evicted from. Since, welp… you can’t sleep and wash in a rehearsal space. It destroys the value of a poorly kept, highly vandalized industrial park. After all what would the goons across the way think when they’re dropping engines and see some unsavory characters scraping crumbs to exist too? Fast forward to the Bush administration very little has changed, new names, old beefs, and fancy spin doctors with new war strategies. Very little has improved with the above mentioned bastards, locale, no $$$ and yet more of their peers are smiling widely and itching to hock new products for some bomb maker or some other multi faceted chemical food production corporation and its share holders. Utilizing military defense communications like the internet, and media tyrannical empires to help promote their own devices THE BOMBDROPS are posting the manipulations and distortions as a means of encouraging others to hop aboard this doomed train and to help spread a few moments of chaotic sanity. Lead singer Bhopal states, "Let’s make the make the most of the precious seconds we have before total annihilation. We all know where we’re headed, let’s stop the avoidance tactics and do something before we hit the restaurant at the end of the universe." The Bomb Drops Myspace page
Through out the Bush clusterfuck most of our poop punk yutzes that were ragin' against the machine a few months earlier sat rather quiet as to not disturb Mom's marketshare. One artist that has been exceptionally outspoken against the Bush administration and corporate political bullshit has been Jello Biafara. That's why I find it exciting that he has new group, new cd due out and has been making appearances with The Guantanamo School Of Medicine. check out the band in the usual places - Myspace, Facebook and at the always wonderful ALTERNATIVE TENTACLES.
While people try to make sense of the bizarre liberties that stardom granted Michael Jackson, I'm trying to come to some sort of rationalization as to why I found the guy's music intriguing for a few years in elementary school. I blame this all on John Landis. Had he not made that Thriller video, Jackson would be like SAGA to me: a band that I would reference and maybe two people would remember...or maybe like the 200,000 people on you tube. Landis directed a horror flick called An American Werewolf in London which was groundbreaking, funny and gory. Rick Baker did some awesome make up that helped the f/x industry evolve a hundred fold. Watch other werewolf flicks like Wolfen and Cat People and you'll see what I mean. (No disrespect to f/x'ers Carl Fullerton and Tom Burman.) I loved American Werewolf. There's a transformation sequence (in case you never seen the Thriller video) that apes it's human to werewolf scenes. Thriller also pays homage to George A. Romero. I recall seeing the trailer for Dawn Of The Dead and being spooked by it. (Like I said, I was in elementary school.) When Dawn came out on VHS it was an event. Another great film filled with gore and dark humor. (A formula that was somewhat captured in the James Gunn remake- but we can discuss that at a later date.) I had fondness for the horror genre and a genuine love for Universal Monsters, Godzilla and Bloodsucking Freaks (a lil film that pissed off me mom when pops rented it). So given that those genres were successful, it would've been impossible for Thriller to be a failure. I thought music/horror/tv hadn't gone this well together since the time Alice Cooper was on The Muppet Show. The trap was baited and from grades 3-6 I was buying pop garbage like the rest of the trash heap. Thriller WAS cool. Fortunately I had older siblings who listened to music and played guitar so that we weren't like most suckers bouncing from Michael sound-a-likes to pop lockin' look a likes. Van Halen 1984 helped steer things in the right direction. Not to mention the Ramones, Cheap Trick, The Cars and other radio rock that kept me on the holy road to rock salvation. I get frustrated that people are so down that Michael is dead. Let's not forget he was fucking brilliant as a zombie. Let Thriller be that foreshadowing moment. I long await his decomposed mass to return. Romero suggested, "When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth." Michael will come back pop lock and moonwalk, maggots, worms and all. I can't wait. Rise Zombie Michael Rise!!!
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