Winter 2002 ****
Welcome to the UK'S most regular
hardcore punk fanzine. 4 Minute
Warning is big, it's juicy and it's out a
lot more regular than my current gig
going routine! It's also got a diverse
legion of punk print to trawl through
this time out. For starters London's
premier Anarcho outfit
get this issue off to a bright
red & black start. They give us the
lowdown on some of their more
pressing engagements in their busy
direct action calender. They are
followed like a bad smell by an
impressive cartoon of Mr Colin Conflict
in action (circa early 80's), done by
Mitch's sidekick Hog. I never knew a
dread locked St Annes punk could be
so talented! However it's just a pity 4
Minute Warning and all the
contributors just won't admit the
Conflict bubble is well 'n' truly
burst. We are treated to two very
biased reviews from their recent
London Astoria appearance.
Brainwashed springs to mind. Why
these Anarcho fans can't suss out
Conflict are a front just as much as
Pistols these days, is beyond me?
They say love is blind! More cash-ins
follow as Vitek Formacek (4MW'S Euro
contributor) gives us a clued up review
of the recent
Dead Kennedy's gig in
the Czech Republic, and follows it with
a good backstage interview with new
lead man Brandon Cruz. Vitek also
supplies a smaller interview with some
local band who are way out my league
to pronounce. We then get a massive
HITS 2002 rundown from Mitch herself.
And when I say rundown I mean
hatchet job! She really goes to town
on the organisation, the shoddy
treatment she got at the hands of
violent European punks, and to top off
her bad day experience...a taxi ride of
terror! Real life is sometimes not very
nice, and the image of happy punks
sitting on sun swept beaches having
their pictures taken by Granny's from
Barnsley is a myth that gets blown
right out the water in this expose! We
also get a look back at the late 70's
Plymouth punk outfit
Before the massive 5 page
record/zines review section gets
started. The record reviews cover all
bases, while the handwritten fanzine
reviews paint a far healthier picture
than is actually the case. A lot of these
zines are bog standard, but I'll try and
check out a few of the better ones to
see if the climates improved. The
cop for some 'past it'
comments from the editoress, I love it
when she gets mad! And I gotta agree
with her on most points, but c'mon
Conflict are playing that game too
y'know. Another newish UK band gets
an expose and it's the hilariously
Fist Fuck from the slums of
Swansea. The name conjures up one
of those dodgy extreme metal outfits,
but they are in actual fact South Wales
street punks with a
Disorder fixation.
They definitely sound up for it in the
interview, but I've yet to hear em? The
gig reviews feature a new outfit from
Morecambe (home to HITS) called
Filthy Lookers, who look an
interesting bunch! And we also get a
review of that recent
Crass collective
get together, which I was very
interested to read, sadly no big shocks
just poetry and film. Lastly Scotland's
best punk outfit
Sad Society make
their 4MW debut, and although their
interviews are never mind blowing, just
get hold of their demo and you'll be
blown away completely. Gimme zines
like 4MW every time over those
faceless freebies, because they're
REAL despite being misguided
£1.20 & A4 S.A.E. from Mitch Elsden
31 Fir Grove, Marton, Blackpool,
Lancs, FY16PJ, U.K.
First full issue of this popular N. York's
fanzine I've set eyes on, in a few years
I bet?
Small Sailor is still keeping the
Thirsk Jolly Roger flying high as the
local scene hits troubled waters.
Shipmates jumping ship or getting
marooned on distant shores still ain't
dampened their punk spirit. Small
Sailor with it's cut 'n' paste or die ethic
is going the full distance. And thank
fuck for that I say... hip hip hip
hoorayyy! My major hankering for
Small Sailor is it's by now very pro cut
'n' paste format. This zine looks good,
it looks very good indeed and for the
most part reads OK too. Rich T's
editorial covers the growing concern
amongst the UK fanzine fraternity of
dwindling sales due to (not the bad
boy internet as I was expecting) the
big professional Freebie zines like
Fracture and new kids on the block
Reason To Believe! Seems they're
nicking the zine reading public from
the smaller zines thus putting a lot of
em out of action. But like I told Rich T.,
they'll never take away the character
of zines like Jellybrain, Small Sailor or
Puke, coz the big boys just don't have
the character that real punks need.
Character is one thing they'll never
steall! Well lets hope the kids suss em
and go for more variety in their punk
print before more zinesters quit
writing. Quite a lotta Ska bands
frequent this issue, much to my
disgust. We are saved from a
chequred read only by decent punk
outfits like local hommies
who make up for the editors suspect
choice. Even those name droppers
extraordinare from bonny Scotland
Swellbellys who have Charlie
Bronson (Hardest man in the UK
Prison system) on their guest lists, are
better than that Ska rubbish. Paul
Jellybrain gives us a surreal trip to the
Kwik Save, but I always think his
writing for other zines don't work as
well as his own kinky Jellybrained view.
There's an intriguing Toe Wrestling
piece that puts this zine in that classic
schoolboy yuma category. You can
also count on the reviews being
honest, if it's shit they'll tell ya.
However I can't understand Rich T's
deep seated hatred of CD's?,
considering he practically defends em
in his editorial! Jess Spice from loverly
Weston gives us two lines, a skeletal
drawing then bids us farewell. The
Dark Figures centrespread is still in
progress and they get uglier by the
issue. The Notts 'vegan guide' was
good only for when the reviewers went
in pubs. It's always handy to know
where the local punk pub is situated if
ever I'm stranded in Nottingham. I
dunno about the Small Sailors, but the
guest piss take of the little hobo by
that local nonce case Anthony Monkey
sounded very suSSpect indeed! I
reckon he'd roger the holes in your
jumper given half a chance! Small
Sailor is still a fast, clean (in some
cases) zine with an A1 layout. Pity the
bands in this issue weren't from a
more punkier descendency.
Small Sailor for 50p & S.A.E. from 39
Station Road, Thirsk,North Yorkshire,
YO7 1QH, England
RANT #4 2002 ****
Mick Rant is really getting to grips
with fanzine delivery and layout. This
big fucker is jam-packed. There's
less cut 'n' paste this issue, but more
solid columns of print, and I ain't
complaining! But remember kids, a
front cover with impact is well worth
your time and energy just as much as
the goods inside. The front cover on
Rant #4 leaves a lot to be desired,
but maybe he'll suss that out by next
issue? There's a fitting tribute to
Assert's young drummer, Chris
Burleigh who died suddenly last year.
Good to hear old Telford warhorse
Britt, paying a fitting tribute to him.
The reviews are scattered around
this issue like the young junkies
outside the Good Shepherd in
Thornley St., W-ton. And you know
what, they are for the most part
scoring every time. It was funny to
read my little set two with Mick in print
here, and it seems we gotta go
through all the rigmarole once more,
but I won't bore you with the details or
my broadside just yet! I do despise
being called 'Wolfy' though! This
issues main contributor Trev Hagl
adds a welcome bit of Geordie
humour and observation on gigs,
books and computers. That reminds
me, I must get a copy of his latest
Savage Amusement newsletter. Local
The Rong Uns give us a run
down on their illustrious street punk
career. Good to spot a rare (new)
Discharge album review!!!!! First
one I've seen anywhere? Although
The Pistols at the Palace gets a
very biased review from one of the
many blinkered fans who give us
cunts a bad name. Some fans never
give you an honest view of the
proceedings, they either love em
even when they're shit, or they just
don't know any better? There's an
intriguing letter from Daz Russell
(HITS promoter) slagging off Reason
To Believe zine and the PC crowd
who slate his beloved HITS baby. The
Nihilism view is still out on that
one?....hopefully let you know if I
make it to this years shindig. An issue
of Rant wouldn't be complete without
an over the top
Anti-heroes fix. And
this issue signs off with a massive 10
page dissection of their ex-guitarist
Mark Maghee. I'm starting to worry
Mick Rant may need medical
treatment for his obsessive A.H.
obsession. However while were here I
might as well tell you Mr McGee sticks
the knife in on
Anti-heroes leader
Mark Noah. It's well worth reading just
for the street level view of life in the
USA for regular UK geezers who ain't
entitled to celebratory status.
Although it has to be said this is
totally one sided! But Rant wouldn't
have it any other way!  
£1.00 plus 2 stamps from
9 Sutton Court, 47 Leicester Road,
Broughton Astley, Leicestershire,
LE9 6QE, England
For the price of a stamp these days
you expect a basic couple of A4
sheets, or one of those punk collective
zines that you risk life and limb looking
for decent views. But low and behold
Gagged & Blindfolded
(which despite the S&M title, there
ain't a whip in sight!) This is a very
impressive debut from some young kid
out Dodge City (Hungerford), UK. The
editor TimDog has really got his
layouts together, giving us a more
looser version of Scanner in style, but
without the regimental clinical feel.
This is also a definite labour of love
like all good zines should be. Putting it
out for FREE shows honourable
principles, but must've been suicidal to
maintain. My fears are later confirmed,
coz it seems this could well be a one
off! I doubt very much, pocket money
runs to cover print costs on a zine
these days? A quid an issue would
have gave some incentive to continue
I reckon. Can't say I totally agree with
the pro PC viewpoints and attitudes
that are sat embedded in today's
youth, and prevalent in all the
columnists. Maybe I'm an old cunt with
a bit of red on my neck? What I do
agree with whole heartedly is
& Blindfolded's
determination to
check out all walks of punk life.
Instead of the regular formulated
pop-punk bands that sit smugly within
every other zine out there today,
goes that extra mile. We get an Italian
Oicore band
Inerdzia featuring a
blonde bass playing skinnette, Welly
the Welsh motormouth from hardcore
zine/band Artcore/
4MW. A hyperactive
Welly gives us a massive insider into
his zine beginnings and his very
plausible take on the world we live in.
Other bands included Swedish
Hardcore heroes,
Da Skywalkers who
are new to me?, but seem worth
checking out. Plus some lazy
outfit called Adequate 7. Stuntface
from Wrexham boast every walk of cult
music life in their line-up. They made
me laff when Kerrrang! described em
as "manufactured". Lastly Ska outfit
Evil Macaroni from Peterborough
make up the numbers. The reviews
are good coz most of the bands
featured are in here, so it gives you a
sound scape to go with the interviews.
Felt sorry for the editor and his mate
who got mugged in Camden for £50,
just 5 minutes after they got off the
train to see a gig!!! On a lighter night
we get a peak at a disgruntled
neighbours letter of noise complaint,
done on lovely rose stationary too.
There's a lot to read for a first issue
and with an attractive layout like this,
G&B could give a lot of the older more
established zines some tips on
presentation. Good debut!
27p SAE to 10 Cherry Grove,
Hungerford, Berks, RG17 OHP, UK
Summer 2002 ***
This is the Issue I meant to check out
after spotting it on their web site. It
features a Jamie Reid 'Clog Save The
Scene' spoof on the cover, to
coincide with 25 years of punk and
the high Dutch profile in this issue. In
fact the Dutch quotient is amplified a
thousand fold by
Brezhnev, who are
this issues star turn. Lead singer MC
Dog shit never fails to amuse in the
infamy stakes. A geezer who always
has something to say and knows
exactly how to say it!!!
from Bristol on the other hand feature
a host of stale bloated individuals
from bands such as
Ripcord, Chaos UK
and Spite, so
expect some hardcore nonsense from
those, plus we get a rare
Seein Red
expose. But these Dutch extremists
are a tamer more politically motivated
bunch than the street level
Brezhnev. Can't wait to see that
other brilliant Dutch outfit
The Bips
get some well deserved column
space, although I don't think their
rucksacks are big enough just yet!!!
The letters pages has a Welly (
Letter Word/Artcore
) reprise, aimed
at some disgruntled individual from
last issue. I don't think much of
Welly's music, but his views are
definitely worth investigating. The
News pages are pretty much
nonexistent unless you happen to live
in the Czech Republic. If so, then
you'll be fascinated by the scoops on
offer. Other big features in this issue
shine a spotlight on some Mexican
Anarchist Collective, a Czech scene
Report plus an Australian scene
report, which were both a bore!!!!
However we get part two of 'The Rise
And Fall of DIY Distribution', where Sir
Trev Hagl of Savage Amusement
fame, presents us with some real
views from behind the scenes.
Amongst the non-punk issues
covered this time around are a MUST
SEE (adopt sarcy tone) expose on
Peat farming and some Hill Billy Food
Cooperative from Eregan, USA! And if
that ain't enough to send you running
for them their hills, we get yet another
diagrammed Posture exercise
sheet...gee whizz!!! We are then
treated to yet another collective, this
time around from Southampton
zzzzzzzssssss - Wolves fans have
VERY long memories!), and you know
what?.....yet more gangs of ruck
sacked right on punks! Call me a
loner if you will, but don'tcha think all
this collective bollocks seems very
cliquey and regimented for a bunch of
punks to be involved in? What the
fucks happened to those loose
cannons in the scene who didn't need
a vote of confidence to go out and do
something interesting off their own
back? What we have now is planned,
premeditated shite which I reckon
stifles the excitement. A collective
definitely ain't what punk is about.
The massive reviews section drags us
far 'n' wide, and it's a rarity to spot a
band who your vaguely familiar with.
Not my favourite mag at the moment,
if they left out the patronising shit
we'd all get along famously I'm sure!
Neat back cover artwork.
Print run 6,000
9 Sutton Court, 47 Leicester Road,
Broughton Astley, Leicestershire, LE9
6QE, England
March 2002 ***
First Issue I set eyes on, of this zine
that's the other jewel in England's safe
zine scene crown. And I've every
Reason To Believe it's a lot more
open minded and less snooty than it's
rival the Cracked ones can ever be!
Although the printed newspaper
layout is almost identical. This issue
was thrown in FREE when I sent for
Issue #6 (reviewed next) so that gives
em generosity points right away.
Reason To Believe is a Leeds
collective of punk writers with a very
large political axe to grind and that
disappointing PC attitude is prominent
throughout. But that seems to be part
and parcel of everything zine wise that
emits from Leeds these days. Some
might say a lot of cooks spoil the
broth, and although that could be said
here, there's still enough room for
some very news worthy input. These
kinda mags are trying to go the
MaximumRockNRoll route in concept
and layout, which is a shame coz we
got one poor imitation, do we really
need another? There's are some
healthy Euro news reports and for the
price of 50p's worth of stamps, this IS
worth your support (Advertisers take
note). If you can crawl through the
'right on' anarcho political awareness
brief, you can find the odd glimmer of
interest within it's jam packed pages.
They do treat their readers with some
respect, although they patronize us in
equal amounts when they think we
need guidance ha! I enjoyed the
Chinese scene report, but that
stretching exercise guide, complete
with diagrams made me cringe. This
issues main piece was Part one of
'The Rise And Fall of DIY Distribution'
debate. It has views from all over the
punk scene including distros, labels
etc. However Ken Prank of Frisco's
Prank Records version of events, hit
the nail on the head. Band interviews
are in-depth and cover UK Hardcore
Imbalance, who has since
broke up, plus Spanish Anarchist
SinDios....both of whom were
mind numbingly boring. There's a big
piece on Squatting if your about to get
kicked out your Mayfair flat. Plus a
very good un with Mr Squat Thruster
himself...Sir Penny Rimbaud
Crass drummer), who fills us in on
his his legal fight to keep the
HQ from the slimey grips of it's
landlords. The reviews are big but
rarely cover the bands we here at
Nihilism jack off too, although the
zines fare much better. On first
Reason To Believe isn't
really such a threat to the more DIY
zines out there. It's way too formulated
for that. I'd say it's purely an
alternative and a preferrred
alternative given whats on offer. With
a more diverse selection of
contributors and a less patronizing
approach this could be very good
indeed! Print run 6,000
9 Sutton Court, 47 Leicester Road,
Broughton Astley, Leicestershire, LE9
6QE, England
SPLIT ZINE 2002 ***
Small Sailor still leads the scene in
cut 'n' paste presentation, with only
Becca Pukes scruffier affair sniffing for
pole position. But we ain't here to
swop manicure tips with our ink
encrusted cronies are we? This issue
seems to be giving the smaller record
labels a bit of decent exposure and
kicks off with a good interview with
Mohican Jim, (aka Mr Intimidation
Records) from Scotland. This is
followed by the bigger Household
Records label based in London, who
don't sound like my kinda thing at all.
Jess Spice shares a page of cartoon
art with new contributor Senka, who
seems to fit in very well with the
surreal slightly worrying Dark Figures
centrespread. There's an interesting
Amsterdam tour diary done by our
editor and few local inbreds, although
the bars don't get much exposure. We
are then given a reason why Thirsk
punks are a breed all on their own.
They wrestle each other on long hot
sweaty summer nights...for fun??? I
always like to read the carboot
reviews, but no rare punk finds in this
issh. The
Bus Station Loonies are
the only band featured, with Chris
Wheelchair answering the questions in
between shifts behind the bar of
Plymouths punk pub... the Nowhere
Inn...mines a Carlin! There's a
boatload of reviews covering zine and
music, which spells it out. I'm still
waiting for that Irish Stew recipe
between the Vegan ones though!!!
Remains Of A Caveman is totally
new to me. Very arty in the way it's
delivered which also runs through
this issues subject matter. I do
appreciate art considering I'm
basically a piss artist, and I take great
interest in the visual side of punk.
However art is a personnal taste and
some of the art covered here ain't the
best. The editor seems a bit of a
moaning cunt too...well he is from
Brighton, so what d'ya expect?
There's a parade of artists on the
couch, who contribute to various
record covers, best being The
Amputees a.k.a. The Steak Dept.,
who inspite of superior artwork, had
an attitude to match!!!
Remains Of A
is pretty Emo this issue,
despite the editors total denial.
C'mon when you start reading in
zines peoples dream sequences, you
seriously need to jump ship! We also
get a tour of Norwich, which reminds
me why I've never been there. Along
with a more in-depth tour diary of
Amsterdam, but don't think you'd
catch me in Museums... 48 hours
means 48 thrills, and probably a load
of fucking Pils...too! We get some
good detailed zine reviews which
thankfully covered some of the print
that's more off the beaten track. The
layout is neat although that's
expected from an ex-art student, still
a bit too up its own arse for my liking
£1.00 & S.A.E. from 39 Station Road,
Thirsk,North Yorkshire, YO7 1QH,
Summer 2002 ****1/2
I just had to review this one kindly
passed onto me by Denise from LA
(cheers Denise hoped you enjoyed
your stay in the UK). Well it's one big
A4 captivating read and like
Defiant Pose's LA punk special,
which followed in 2003, this fucker
really does gives us the beef on this
fascinating punk scene, that ain't
included in all the books. We get
in-depth interviews with book authors
Brendan Mullen and Mark Spitz who co
'We Got The Nutron Bomb' the
untold LA Punk story book. There's
sussed and extensive reviews of all the
era's classic 45's, plus pictures of all
the covers that makes you wanna go
check em all out for yourself.
Alongside reprinted interviews with
Youth Of Today (MRR) and the Dead
from Search And Destroy
mags. Plus a couple nicked off the web
including the birth of Dangerhouse
records feature, which you can read
for yourself on the highly
Break My Face site.
The strange thing about this zine is
that the author ain't some hood from
Huntington Beach, but some young
punk from Toronto in Canada! Which
seems bizarre considering the wealth
of info he's put together. But ain't that
nearly always the case, some of the
best accounts of scenes seem to hail
from outsiders who have a hungry
knack of digging up the best material.
Breakout ain't all LA though, coz you
get some local spotlights falling on
Toronto outfits like
No Warning, Our
and some crazy geezer called
Andrew W.K. The photostatic print job
is sound too, with easily read articles
and a bunch of pix too. Sadly this issue
seems to have been a flash in the pan
Breakout only went onto release
one more issue before fading back into
the Cannuck wilderness. So anyone
who has a copy of issue #2 in their
collection and wants to sell it please
get in touch. I've been in contact with
the editor but he's sold out of every
copy he had left of both issues. Which
is a sign of how good this zine really is!
For more info ask the author who's
moved onto other things I presume?