Tuesday, November 7, 2017

email Steven Blush/American Hardcore with your "opinion"


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http://stevenblush.com/pages/contact.php

My email to Steven Blush in reference to American Hardcore 2nd edition.


Where do you get your info? It's FUN to trash folks you never met or interviewed. Do you write favorably about bands and people you like and dis those whom you either do not understand or have a distaste for. Did your nasty reference of me personally have anything to do with my criticisms of the first edition?. There are so many examples of incredible misogyny and favoritism in this so called idiotic hysteric yet distorted masterpiece of masturbation.  I could run on with obvious corrections and apologies you should make without being forced to legally, Steven!, the discography is full of  mistakes. And Yes, the No Thanks 7" "Are you ready to die"+ Demo/Live @ CBGB  has been reissued in 2007 on 12" vinyl/Lengua Armada records. Hows that for retarded shrill..ONE can't trash folks in print without repercussions. worm man.

some words about the band NO THANKS

BAND BIO
NO THANKS  Demo 1982 Wow... what can be said? Blistering fast NYC political hardcore/punk that is fronted by a female in 1982!!! Almost unheard of back then. This will forever be a classic. I still wish I'd been involved in releasing this as an ep... its so far ahead of its time, and lyrically still is relevant today. I was contacted by vocalist Donna Damage a few years back, and she is currently living in Berkley California, and planning a reunion tour with remaining members of No Thanks. Seth(the drummer) died of cancer a bit over a year ago. No Thanks released a 7" ep that has been forever out of print, and valuable amongst record collectors world wide. After the bands demise Donna fronted a metal band called Navigator (No Thanks guitarist played as well). In a time when NYC punk/hardcore was macho & didn't have much going on politically, these guys did something completey different. "Nate Wilson ~Gloom Records" 2007 

"No Thanks were one of those bands come to mind as one of those late, great NYHC bands who could have released a great LP had they had an occassion to. Their most well-known vinyl appearance on Big City's first 7" compilation. In spite of the frustratingly shoddy recordings on most of those Big City comps, No Thanks is arguably the stand out of that record (even though the No Control and Ultraviolence songs are pretty sick as well, they suffer from some shitty mastering) as their energy is barely containable. They stand in contradiction to the stereotype of NYHC as lunk-headed, right wing goons as they have more in common with the politically-minded punks of their day. Their sole 7", "Are You Ready to Die" is some prime NYC hardcore, 1983 style. Musically, they sometimes remind me Cali-punks Mood of Defiance, but with an out-of-control edge and grittiness that is the undeniable hallmark of New York, and puts them in a category with the likes of Urban Waste or Heart Attack. In addition, No Thanks members are life-time musicians, with members going on to such noteables as Virus and Missing Foundation, and even the early 90's hardcore/ noise band Gin Mill as well as the countless bands detailed below. Thankfully, No Thanks' Donna Damage has an archive of the No Thanks material and is in the process of making it available herself via Mr. Modorreefer Records. She's still active in the music scene and is proactive in maintaining No Thanks' legacy." "This is the opening paragraph from the No Thanks interview blog that was written by DAN from Mad at the World Records." 2007, and HARDWARE MAGAZINE, APRIL 2007

The story of New York hardcore punk band No Thanks is an interesting one. By conventional standards, their only true releases in their tenure as a band was a 7”, 1000 pressings of which were made available in 1982 by Dead Space Records, and an EP entitled Are You Ready to Die?. Not exactly a lot to remember a band by, but only recently has singer Donna Damage made available a re-mastered version of the band's 1982 demo, but an 11-song set recorded only a year later at once punk rock mecca, CBGB’s. I’m sure that I’m one of the many who would never have even heard this band name uttered were it not for the release of these two discs, but seeing as that’s not the case, I can relish in the fact that I am having the opportunity to hear their take on hardcore punk in all its former glory. Female-fronted hardcore punk bands have never exactly been commonplace, and even less so when the genre was just taking off, but Donna Damage’s snotty vocals are the perfect fit for this brash band of four. Going back to a time where the phrase 'style over substance' was never an issue in hardcore, the seven-song, ten-minute demo is a real kick in the ass and boot in the face. This is raw, unrelenting, stripped down hardcore punk the way it was meant to be played, fast and sloppy. They don’t care about time signatures or poignant lyrics, they want to be brash and in your face, and that’s exactly what they are. “Who Me?” isn’t even a minute long, but is one of the best songs on this demo, perfectly exemplifying Donna Damage’s 'fuck you' attitude and the rest of the band's lack of worry about playing their instruments tightly. And where that would normally be unacceptable for me, it’s more than acceptable in an instance where you know that’s what the band is all about. Buzzing distortion and pissed off shouting, it’s emotion in the most bare form possible. The live CD from CBGBs is more of the same tenacity that the demo displayed, but with a bit more focus on playing the instruments cohesively. There’s some terrific, hard-hitting riffs to be found, and some even better leads. “Disgusting Fools” has an anthemic opening chord progression, while maintaining the grit and punch that’s on every other song they play. Damage is the glue that holds it all together once again, her scratching vocals rising above all the noise behind her. Loud. Abrasive. Punk. End of story. "PUNK NEWS.ORG 2006


NO THANKS-Are You Ready To Die/Live CBGB’s 1983/Demo 1982 (Mr. Modoreefer, CD-R) No Thanks were around the NYHC scene in the early to mid 80s but aren’t always as well-remembered as other bands from that time period. I don’t really remember them from “back in the day.” Anyway, that’s about to change with these reissues—three of ‘em in a short stretch. They’d easily fit on one disc, actually. “Are You Ready To Die” was originally released as a 7” in ’83. Straight-ahead, kickass hardcore punk featuring angry-as-fuck vocals by Donna Damage. They also include an unreleased song “Melt Away The Fear,” a mid-tempo, lengthy exercise with a moodier hard rock sound recorded live. Not quite packing the immediacy of the hardcore songs. The live CD has adequate sound and includes live versions of all the songs from the 7” except the title track, plus some otherwise unreleased material. It starts with the instrumental “Surfin’ Ave. A” before kicking into the rage of “Horror.” Jimi’s guitar playing has a frayed edge along with the powerchords and that adds to the overall effect—but the main focus of attention is the band’s power and intensity. Mainly loud and fast, although “Little Minds” takes a slower turn. The demo is just as raging and the hyper-paced “Fuck The Past” may be a fast as anything from that year. The song also intersperses some slower passages with sputtering guitar lines. All different songs from the 7” except for “Aer You Ready To Die.” The packaging for the releases is minimal but made up for by the musical contents. (www.mrmodoreeferrecords.com) "Al Quint, Suburban Voice" October 2005


No Thanks - Are You Ready to Die 7? 1983 Dead Space Records, Quite a few years ago on a planned Xmas trip to MI to visit my dad, the holiday came a little bit early in what turned out to be the last great record score before ebay had completely ruined record collecting and turned every slab of wax into some high priced collectible to be sold like baseball cards. A friend of mine up in MI got a call from a local record store guy who said someone traded in their whole collection of old punk singles. My friend asked him to hold on to them as he knew someone who would probably want a lot of them and would be in town in a week. That person of course was me! I called the guy at the store and he read off to me what was there and after each one, I’d ask the price. The prices were so good that I stopped asking and just told him “I’ll take all of it”. There was some great stuff in there, a good percentage of it I had, or used to have and was wanting to replace, and another good chunk of stuff I needed, wanted, or never even heard of. Among the latter, was this 7 by a band called No Thanks, who I never heard of until stumbling across this vinyl booty. When I got home after my little trip, I was so excited about the large stack of 7s I got that I think I stayed up most of the night to play them all. I put on that No Thanks 7 and was surprised that I had never heard of them before because it was some really good, female-fronted hardcore punk. They were from New York City and that was about all I knew from the information on the sleeve. Google searches turned up pretty empty as far as any band information went and when I decided I wanted to share this record with the people, I feared it was going to be a really short feature that would be limited to “Um, these guys (and gal) were from New York and this was their only record and if you have any additional information, please let me know”. As fate would have it, lead singer Donna Damage found me! I got an email from her one day completely out of the blue asking me something about JFA and mentioned that she was in No Thanks. I instantly wrote back and told her my intentions and she was quite happy to share a little story with me. No Thanks was Rob, Seth and Jimi in the summer of 1982. I answered a Village Voice want ad for a punk HC singer, auditioned and got the gig. We recorded this demo about a month later at Noise NY studios in Manhattan. Another month later, Rob left the band, Jimi took over on guitar, and Jaime joined the band. No Thanks then became an autonomous collective and we started writing our material as a band. Many, many gigs at A7 with terrible equipment made us a tight unit. I remember one particular evening when the bass drum head was a pizza box. A7 was a second home to all the bands hanging out in the East Village in the early 80’s; Bad Brains, Urban Waste, XKi, Savage Circle, Rapid Deployment Force, Agnostic Front, False Prophets, Undead, Ultra Violence, and Fathead Suburbia, to name a few. When hardcore bands were not playing their sets, Dave (A7) usually had reggae blasting and everyone was smoking pot and hanging out. My sister Debra and I used to hand out love beads, very punk!!! A most favorite person of mine manning the front door @ A7 was a Vietnam Vet named Leroy, one of the coolest dudes on the lower east side who shared his wit and stories with us punk rockers. I lived on E.11 Street between B & C at the time in a five floor walk-up slum that most of the time had no heat or hot water with Jimi, Jaime, and my sister Debbie. My neighbors included most of the bands I mentioned. It was a common thing for members of many bands to overrun the back of Lesko’s, a Polish coffee shop on Ave A. and eat breakfast or to organize a 3am totally wasted soccer game in Tompkins Square Park. No Thanks played many shows, opened for the Dead Kennedys at Beacon Theatre in 1983. False Prophets, Bad Posture and MDC shared that stage and was the biggest crowd No Thanks graced. We were poor, barely able to afford our rehearsals, but this period was the richest time in my life with friendships worth their weight in gold. A lot of people from the NYHC scene died early, I still miss these people when I walk the gentrified Art Ghetto that is now the East Village their memories and the memory of a time when the streets of the lower east side were ruled by anarchy, punk and insane late night mischief! - Donna Damage, Berkeley 2005 Recently, Donna set up a website about No Thanks, and she has made available two CDs. The first is a really good live show from CBGB in 1983 and the other being the bands 1982 Demo! With their only output at the time being this 7, I’m glad to see there was some additional material that finally, more than 20 years later, is seeing the light of day. There was 1000 of these 7s made officially by Dead Space Records. They have a black label and large spindle hole. After that, the label released an unknown amount in Italy with a red label and a small hole, which went against the agreement they had with the band. "MXV, Punk Vault" October 2005 . NAVIGATOR IS: donna damage and jaime of No Thanks; sometimes R.B.Korbet of Even Worse on bass; and keifer modoreefer on drums.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Monday, March 11, 2013

NO THANKS ' are you ready to die, lp in Sal Si Puedes 4 Zine by Joe Carreno

This morning i awoke to a pleasant surprise in my inbox, a review of NO THANKS ' are you ready to die, lp in Sal Si Puedes 4 Zine by Joe Carreno.

here it is...

i want nothing and don’t want anything to do with order, rank orders and commands. i am as i am, a peasant who learned to read in prison, who experienced pain and death close by, who was an anarchist without knowing it, and today, now that i know, i am even more anarchist than yesterday, when i killed to be free.
an uncontrollable

when you listen to al jackson jr. (al green’s drummer) or jose larralde or artie shaw, a few who “forgot how to lie,” you forget everything. visuals are unnecessary. voids are filled, vessels emptied. nothing is real and so is everything. so, come on. jump in the fire! whoever said music was only entertainment was an asshole. it is not simple fodder to throw on when you jump on the treadmill to shed those fifteen, excuse me, fifty pounds. some commodities are made just for that thrill. the list is endless and very popular. but, this is no spectator sport. we are neither spectators nor sports. it’s not the most important thing in the world, but it can be, for about two or three minutes. we’ll join the party, work the angles. we’ll listen to the songs like kids, ready to play in the sand, open to the magic. it’s just notes and chords and someone screaming, bfd. it is, as i run around, yelling along to my favorite melodies:

are you ready? i’m not ready. there’s a kid over here bleeding his guts out for your silly dream.
are you ready? i’m not ready. there’s people dying and me that’s killing them and your fuckin dream.
are you ready? i’m not ready. to kill or die or fight or hate for someone caught in your fuckin dream.

demons be gone or welcome. no thanks was not ahead of it’s time, as some bofos believe. no thanks was a new york band that left little to the imagination. in fact, they left very little: a crazy demo; an ep; and some comp tracks. but that demo will knock ya toofless. it will light up all your synapses, like your homey blowing supercool smoke in your stupid little teenage face. this shit is savage, think sixteenth century european navigators. that savage. it’s all over the place but it’s right there. they always hit the landing, even when they don’t. hope you know what i mean. this is not some silly description of the latest “brutal” band. this group still matters, to me, and that’s enough. they were perfect for their time, because their time will always be now. donna damage is the voice of every generation. coarse, rabid and belligerent. yes it was the 1980’s but it will stand. i just listened to it this morning. and i will later today. i will give it another spin. what? do i speak of vinyl? rekkids? exactly. that’s what i thought. here, have some more:

i don’t care about the president, he’s the president of bullshit inc.
he just wants to sell you a car, starve your kid, be a star.
i don’t care about t.v., it’s the voice of bullshit inc.
you can watch it if you like, i don’t care, it’s your life.
i don’t care about radio, it’s the voice of bullshit inc.
last time they played something new was early 1962.

listening to music doesn’t have to be effortless. bands like no thanks or ratos de porao or caras de hambre or golpe de estado (e.l.a.) bring more than foots tapping. it is not complicated. keep it simple fool. those who still laugh and think (like miss damage), scream of a way other than the one embraced by he and mrs jones.

are you sure you know what you’re doing, mr. and mrs. america?
doesn’t look like it to me, mr. and mrs. america.
do you know who it is you’re killing, mr. and mrs. america?
killing for profit... mr. and mrs. america.

this little record is a loyal friend, that erratic one who seems to always be on a precipice. what’s not to love? hardcore. am i making it more than it is? donna damage, like bessie griffin and dawn crosby, will slap you upside the head, then ask, “are you ok? no? good. here’s another!” this voice just explodes out the box, a flying scissors kick to all the bullshit inc. she sounds like she is on fire. hopelessly on fire, like a vietnamese buddhist monk.
it’s always what i’m looking for. let’s give it the once over. are you ready to die? joined with just an asshole. these two hymns from her are very fast. was the demo recorded at two a.m. in a basement outside east lynwood? donna doing damage. very loud and clear. me want more. an american treasure, and i mean continental american, paleface. raspy and unkempt. like sam philips said, “imperfectly perfect.” a bass breakdown then “1-2-3 ...asshole!” i’ve heard a lot of music in my life, but this is up there with poly styrene and lhasa de sela. no joke. party’s over. she even laughs, but not like that. mind-blowing. i’d even call this one awkward and off a bit, so it is... delightful! she returns with that wicked laugh. who the fuck does she think she is? woman, the balls on you. are you ready? is all over the place and all up in your business. voice is solid and chaotic, could never tire of it. one of the greatest voices i have ever heard. papa lightfoot would understand. is this a song? it just falls apart, in a together kind of way.
great bass line, this is too much fun. this band makes me see stars. ninety seconds of something akin to a song. i know she is on something. can one sing like this sober? i hope not. here in lima, i raise my jugo de maracuyá to demented vocals and the joys they bring. even on the crazy streets of callao and barranca.
all that talk about 80’s hardcore legends, we couldnt’ care less. legends aren’t even real, goofy. but i had never heard of no thanks until a few years back, even when discussing east coast punk bands. do you get how crazy no thanks was almost thirty years ago? that was 1982! this is fast. the guitar really does sound like a buzzsaw. this is way out there in many ways. i can only imagine how they hurt at a live show. poor kids. lucky kids.
strange days got the riffs and the choruses. so good, it kinda makes you wince. i’m now at the norris library at usc medical center, and i got the biggest smile here. these nursing geeks have no idea what they are missing. donna screams, “strange days... fuckin you up the ass.” the band is tight, in it’s own way, the riffs are good but donna damage is head honcho in this circle of ruffians. this record is a fuckin holy miracle of this or any age. the fire breathed by this messiah is a panacea never to be received by the masses. this type of magic could save millions. people should die for this. here. take hold the flame. i dare you. burn with her. the stakes are high.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

WTF


WTF
by Jack Whack
Big Sur wilderness 2003


Current mood:annoyed
Welcome to my whack attack. glad i left your american machine long ago. ive made peace with the dirt with time to spare. this is true renegade blogging, i have no electricity, my running water is a spring, i have a secret you would like to know. the depth of my content is impossible to describe.

                          nihilism: the total rejection of established laws and institutions.
                          zen: enlightenment by the most direct possible means.
                                        o.k. so this silly thing called zen nihilism that seems like all funny ha ha joke contradiction of terms would actually have a very transendant meaning; the quickest way to get a clue is to take your head out of the ass of  western civilisation. and any religion has to be understood for what they are, rules and laws created by ruling classes to control the masses, using incredible stories that don't pass the laugh test to scare and shame populations into subjigation. all religions begin with one common lie; the leaders have privilaged insight. second lie they all share is to say from this special vantage point they know how the universe and all in it were formed. and this lie is only used rally to prop up the whopper fib of them all; they know what will be of you after you are dead,and how you must behave in this life to avoid eternal torture or reincarnation, which sounds like perpetual suckass to me especially if you have to spend the rest of your lives in some hokey chanting meditation listening to some droll human at a workshop at esalen.      in this age if it is peace you seek  you must walk away from the machine. if  you are against our wars stop being part of the war. if you have a legit job a ligit home a legit car a legit family a legit way of spending your paper issued by the federal reserve then you are illegitimate. every luxury we have in this country has come by theft, war and slavery of whole nations and continents. we are as guilty as our depth of involvement in the system. so if you think king george has it all wrong, taking us down the road to distruction, take a look at where the other three fingers are pointing. it's not such a difficult processgoing into the wilderness and becoming a hunter gatherer, especially if there is someone to lead and teach. i learned on my own, that is whith the aid of many good books and occasional one on one human exchange. so if you need to free yourself from your guilty attachments do as many have, learn through contentment that happiness is a lie. personally i have no guilt in the destruction of all life, which our civilisation seems hellbent on. no guilt for me, i know all things are created to be destroyed. and energy is never lost. i just live like this because it's a blast and the habits of the humans in this modern culture are very annoying once you get away from it for a few years. perenial philosophy will heal your mind zen nihilism will set your psychoses free. sit back enjoy the show, it's what you came for.  
                                  a z.n. will never lie to you about the after death, you will be dirt, we all know that. go make peace with the dirt.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                   todays quiz: how long does it take a steel beam to fall 1100 feet?
                                 when you have the answer think of the implications.
   till next time
jackwhack.                  
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