- Event Reviews
- July 27, 2017
Three of rock’s most iconic 70s brands united recently in Tampa, FL for a night of non-stop, fist-pumping classics. Christopher Long was, of course, there.
Companion photo book to the documentary Salad Days, an exploration of Washington DC’s trailblazing hardcore punk scene.
The Dicks From Texas (MVDVisual). Review by Scott Adams.
Mike Judge created the straight edge band Judge as a darker, more militant answer to the movement’s detractors. A loner who was able to conquer his stage fright to lead a band, Judge revisits the band in this new documentary.
Kings of Punk (Southern Lord). Review by Scott Adams.
45 Grave is a monthly column dedicated to a physical music medium that is way too fun to go quietly into digital limbo, no matter how eagerly cloud zombies want to fashion the coffin.
With a razor-sharp memory and conversational writing style, L.A. punk pioneer Alice Bag recounts her musical obsession.
See a Little Light: The Trail of Rage and Melody tells Bob Mould’s entire story — from his abusive childhood to his coming out as a gay man, filled with details and anecdotes from his 50-plus years.
Live clips and interviews from Meat Puppets, Minutemen, Redd Kross and Twisted Roots.
The net result of plowing through a weighty tome like this is a sense of awe at how a bunch of kids created their own culture whole cloth, like the music industry on a Utopian, communal, microcosmic level.
Loud Fast Rules (ROIR). Review by Scott Adams.
Akashic Press expands, redesigns, and re-releases Mark Anderson and Mark Jenkins‘s invaluable DIY learning tool, Dance of Days. Even better, it’s just as energizing as the first read. What were YOU up to at age 16?
Take Me to the Sea (Matador). Review by Addam Donnelly.
Matthew Moyer spends a quiet night in with TSOL.
Scott Adams’ quarrel with this recently released DVD of the legendary Cro-Mags’ CBGBs reunion show is not that the band couldn’t bring the power one last time, but that the camera and sound quality were bootleg quality. That ain’t punk, punk.
Matthew Moyer is glad that Holly George-Warren and the other compilers of this coffeetable-riffic collection of punk photos fetishize image as much as he does.