Hardcore
Charles Maggio From Rorschach
We thought it might be interesting to talk to Charles Maggio, head yeller of seminal hardcore punks Rorschach, since, you know, their brutal melding of hardcore and metal pretty much altered the trajectory of punk music in America and all that jazz.
Eric Wood From Man Is The Bastard
It's hard to imagine how a band making songs played at either hyper or glacial speeds (never midtempo) with two basses and song titles like "Screwdriver in the Urethra of Thomas Lenz," ever failed to be anything other than huge in the early 1990s.
Wasted Youth
As a teenager, Dave Markey documented the LA punk scene surrounding SST Records through his zine, We Got Power, and Super-8 films like Desperate Teenage Lovedolls.
Whsshkkkk! - Part 2
In the 1980s I was in bands, three or four guys trying to play music together. It wasn’t necessarily good or well practiced, but they were always like, “Hey, let’s try to play that song again. Let’s prove we can actually write this stuff.”
Whsshkkkk! - Part 1
Some facts about a man named Rat Bastard: Born Frank Falestra and unceremoniously given his current moniker by a shitty punk band he recorded 20 years ago, he lives in Miami, three blocks away from the thong-riddled shores of South Beach.
Bloodclot!
One morning on my way to work, hungover and feeling sorry for myself, I ran into John Joseph, who I knew a little bit through our mutual friends in the hardcore scene in New York.
Under The Fuzz
The internet has made everything too easy. Remember when you used to have to send a cheque off to some PO Box just to get hold of a zine and in the back of it you'd see a list of records by a bunch of bands you knew nothing about?
Treat Them Like Bitches
Over the past 20 years, although there were a handful of light-in-the-darkness bands, the majority of hardcore groups/kids/zines have been copycat losers, a zillion times removed from the founding principles of the movement.
Career Fuck-ups
The problem with most bands that try and play hardcore is that they listen to hardcore. Think about it: in the Reagan years, punk kids appeared out of nowhere and essentially made something out of nothing. With no hardcore bands to influence them, what
Seven Inches, Hardcore
1. Against The Wall, Identify Me (Nemesis Records, 1989)2. Assuck, Necro Salvation (Rigid Records, 1989): All those bands in Tampa thought they were on some "real music" shit and looked at Assuck as something funny
Old School
Mannekin Piss is a lesson to all the poor confused hardcore bands who run out of inspiration after two EPs.
Dear Diary
Just got back from Fugazi. Saw Cliff. Saw John. Saw Tyler. Talked to Bobby a lot. Saw Antonio. Antonio… his name just rolls off my tongue like Italian ices in 90-degree heat.