X-mas 2003
Trev Hagl put me onto this one from
Scotland, and it does show promise
but is way off the quality control of
some of it's larger sized rivals like
4.M.W. or Artcore. First thing you
notice is the top notch print job on
glossy paper that gives Anarchoi a
first class impression. It reminds me of
the short lived
Destroy zine outta
Bristol. However first impressions can
be misleading coz when you get inside
you realise by page 1 that there's
something drastically wrong. Either the
editors typewriters missing a few vital
keys or he's been on the crack while
typing it up...Well you tell me? Seems
a waste he's gone to so much trouble
on visuals and presentation for it to be
sabotaged by basic and numerous
typing errors. The big A4 layout really
does leave some massive gaping
holes that are screaming to be filled.
Even the BOLD large print can't hide
that fact. The cut 'n' paste looks good
n sloppy but you'll zip through this zine
in one sitting on the throne. You get
the feeling Jamesy ain't really got
enough ammo in his sporran to justify
this outsized zine sufficiently. Maybe
A5 would've been a wiser move.
Talking of which I dunno if he's paying
for the expensive print job bill by
advertising or not? Coz Anarchoi is
fucking chocka full of ads, but closer
inspection suggests they're more like
handy space fillers? Well enough
critique onto the main course. We get
some fast but good spot checks on
the Lurkers, the Disruptors,
Drongos For Europe, Abusive
and fellow Celts Intimidation
. The reviews seem on the
ball and come strangely without any
spelling mistakes, thus confirming our
editor must be on something! Ha! It'll
be interesting to see how this
develops once Trev Hagl has jumped
on board coz we know he's got plenty
to say so next issue should see a
dramatic improvement in reading
matter and scandal. One to look out
for I reckon.
£1.00 from 3 Hazel Grove,
Kilwinning, Ayshire, KA13 7JH,
August 2003
More bawdy stoodent yuma from this
Leeds/Manchester based zine. I like
it's honesty and it ain't scared to
offend by just basically telling it like it
is, within their Uni. confines of course.
A sensa yuma is it's saving grace,
unlike some of the more hardcore
Punk zines out there who toe the
fucking party line so glibly.
WIB don't
seem to fear charges by the local
punk police which is admirable in one
context, but what it belches out with a
triumphant burp it falls flat on it's
spotty face by the iffy taste in punk.
Your really struggling to find a decent
punk outfit in here, unless your into
that whole indie wing of punk. In this
day and age the NEW punk is really
stretching the boundaries beyond
belief. But for those of you who are
interested in this kinda crud, here's a
rundown on the culprits and
individuals featured at the scene of
the crime...Be Jyzzuzz this must be
about 50th time I've seen the
Household Records label get
covered by a zine!!! What the fucks
going on kids am I missing something?
Can't you cunts realise these jerks are
boring just like their safe bands! If
your gonna do a label how about
at least he's got some
worthwhile to say.
We Start Fires are
birds and a bloke who describe
themselves as "Alt-Indie Pop", say no
Drawn By Lines (gawd what a
disgustingly bland name) come across
as a bit cocky, which I quite like to see
in an interview, but that cockiness was
soon deflated when they admitted
playing discordant rock...sigh!
Sex Maniacs
from Leeds sound more
like it, with a mix of
Black Flag and
Turbo Negro in their sound, so maybe
these nonces are worth checking out?
I always shy clear of punk collective
articles. I mean c'mon they're full of
the dullest dick heads in the scene.
People who pay their annual visit to
Glastonbury, adorned with spectacles
and braids, smoking roll-ups and
brandishing bundles of 'Socialist
Worker' in their rucksack do not make
good copy! So you can imagine my
dismay when we have to endure
Helsinki's version aaarrgh! I woke up
just in time to catch the obituary on
Sunderland ska band
46 itchy (yeah
me neither?) before searching for a
loaded 45 it was hat desperate. Any
band with horns is always suspect
unless your talking early
MU330 or
X-Ray Spex. Keeping within the brass
section we get another blast from
those all American boys...
the Mad
gawwddddddd. Were finally
put out our misery by
Fallout 40 from
Derby who are really a rock band, but
don't tell anyone. So not a lot to keep
me out the bars. Of the rest, some
pieces of interest appeared in 'There's
no place like Holmfirth', 'The (scary)
effects of liver damage' and '5 reasons
to hate Leeds' which should've
read...1.- Leeds Utd, 2. - PC Police, 2.
- The Hypocritical zine hierarchy, 4. -
The Peacock pub and of course 5. -
Queens Hall (I'm still shuddering from
that Christmas on Earth debacle). To
be fair there's a deluge of gig and
music/zine reviews but it's another
case of spot the punk the band.
Sept-Dec 2003
Ain't read a copy of this FREE North
East Punk and Oi! newsletter for a few
years now.
SA is still the best and
most refreshingly savage newsletter
out on Britain's Streets today. With
that honest and no compromising
attitude it just can't fail! No time for
nepotism here, although
Barse comes
very close! This jam packed seasonal
street manifesto puts most of the other
UK zinesters to shame. In comparison
they're either dead PC, too scared to
speak their own minds or just plain
creeps. However being honest can
sometimes burn some record
companies/bands ego's! Seems
constructive criticism closes some
doors, which is a cryin shame! This A4
12 page issue includes an hilarious
HITS review, plus a boatload of
records, zine and even more gig
Savage Amusement is one
of those publications you just can't put
down till you read it all. And this is just
a taster really. For the full impact of Sir
Trev's Geordie abuse and brutal skew
on today's punk scene, check out his
recently resurrected
HAGL fanzine,
which still has the bite and cutting
edge it had back in the 80's. Trev's
also got an array of worldwide punk
rock merchandise from all the main
suppliers for sale, but dirt cheap in
comparison, so check his list and this
out with a
S.A.E. from Rosehill, 20 Front St,
Tanfield Lea, Stanley, Co. Durham,
DH9 9LY, UK.
June 2003
Southern California's definitive guide
to punk and rock, with the emphasis
being firmly on punk! This is an
interesting monthly freebie from the
sunshine state and well worth
checking out if you ever hit California
or get one passed onto you like I did.
So cheers to my drinking buddy
Denise from LA who bought this over
along with a few other goodies when I
gave her a tour of Brum's watering
holes in early 2004. I have to admit
I've only just got round to reading it all
the way through. And like most
freebies in the US, the presentation is
high quality newsprint with a full colour
glossy cover that features the electro
feminist fury of
Le Tigre, who
unbeknown to me feature ex-
singer Kathleen Hanna. The
Americans seem to have this freebie
craic down to a fine art, and with
quality layout and even glimpses of
colour it puts some of the more pricier
mags to shame.
Destroy All is FREE
because of the phenomenal load of
ads that saturates its pages. They
certainly keep you working hard to find
the punk rock goodies in between gig
listings, and record company
sloganeering. This is I'm afraid always
the price you have to pay to subsidise
mag'S that don't cost a penny. But
having said that unlike some totally
absurd Freebies this fucker does emit
enough hidden treasures amidst the
Epitaph party line, to keep even the
most attention deficit punks amongst
us satisfied in their wanderlust for at
least one looooong boring Sunday
afternoon. The other major feature of
this issue are profiles on
the Cramps,
the Dropkicks Murphy's with
less interesting combos like Akaline
Trio and Fantomas making up the
numbers amongst a host of other hit
or miss outfits. There's also an array
of columns which sucked apart from
the pub review and a large Sk8
feature plus a foldout poster in the
centre pages. Keeping in line with the
artier side of the scene LA artist Emek "the thinking mans
poster artist" who grew up with punk
and has been responsible for some
interesting pieces from the punk/rock
arena, gets a fitting spotlight. Along
side a profile on some Pasadena
Tattoo artist. Finally there's a
smattering of record and gig reviews
amongst its 106 pages. Undoubtedly I
bet there's mag's of this calibre
littering most US states with a high
punk rock output these days, pity the
same can't be said for here grrrr!
It has now transformed into a record
label for more information try here...
Winter 2003
Now here's a jolly decent read (am I
showing my age? fuck it..I don't care!)
This is crammed to the gils with punk
rock done in microscopic detail. Just a
pity most of it occurred 25 years ago!
But if your gonna appreciate
something, be it pioneering punk rock,
good sex or the complexities of mud
hut building, you might as well revel in
some of historical finer points of your
subject. Which is exactly what Punk
Throwback is all about. For any kid
doing a music paper on punk and
looking for a quick fix to win an A+
here's the goods. There's a massive
aural  Slits piece, which covers nearly
every slab of plastic the band
recorded, from their '77 inception to
their iffy UK reformation gigs of last
year. The only thing missing was more
info on that hideous retrospective
bootleg? Some of us older masochists
like to know exactly why we went
through all that pain! But have no fear
dear Slitoid coz everything else they
dished out is dissected in true Punk
Throwback tradition. Darting right back
up to date, we get an interview on the
highly energetic New York punk outfit
X-Possibles, who sound like they're
worth a second glance. If you don't
believe me go and check it out here for
yourself. The New York hoolies are
followed by a rather good insight into
The Wasps. You remember those
energetic Cockney urchins who along
Art Attacks stole the show on the
legendary 'Live At The Vortex' album
dont'cha? Well chief Wasp Jessie Lynn
Dean (who now resides in sunny
Spain) takes us into the heart of their
nest and stings us with the full band
history. We escape the swarm and
move north of the Border to be
confronted by a gang of slashing
guitars and heritage belonging to the
underrated Scars. This look back
comes complete with those
'Horrowshow' lyrics sung in Clockwork
Orange slang... "tnucs!!!" We end our
Throwback guide with a massive
overview of 'post punk' outfits that'll
either get you searching out those
dusty old albums or CD compilations
for an eternity, or send you punk
purists scrambling for the eject button.
Good to see Ged giving the newer
bands some airplay in the review
section, coz as we all know diversity in
whatever you aim at shows an open
mind. And if you thought my reviews
were detailed, check these fuckers out.
There's a rumour this zine could be
making a web presence in the near
future? And next issue could be the
last, which is a pity. But I'd be more
than happy with an online version coz
there's some great info within these
pages from past and present issues
that will no doubt gain a new worldwide
audience. That's if you can get past
the authors somewhat evangelical
grasp on punk, you'll fuckin love this!
April 2003
A bit late I know but I like the snotty
attitude of this stoodent rag and the
amusing title sums up the way this zine
is. It's got a boozy, teenage
rebelliousness, with a cut 'n' paste
boorish delivery. But you get a sneaky
feeling this is a short-lived punk phase
the authors are currently goin
through? Only time will tell?
Waterintobeer seems throwaway and
purely something to knock out for their
mates and a few drunks in the student
bar. On that score it's succeeds totally,
and why not coz some zines are way
too precious for their own good. But
what it lacks in finesse, it more than
makes up for in quantity. You get  64
pages for 50p (or trade), which can't
be bad. However the musical taste of
the 3 stooges who threw this fucker
together leaves a lot to be desired.
Run DMC!, Pet Shop Boys!! and
Marilyn Manson!!!... fer fucks sake!!!!
We can just about live with this trilogy
of bad taste coz their tongue in cheek
attitude supply's a yobbish safety net.
Highlight of this issue had to be the
Paul Dianno (Ex-Iron Maiden front
man) interview. Now I'm no Maiden fan,
they sure don't get me running to the
hills, but this geezer is a good craic!
His book called 'The Beast' sounds like
it could be a suprising insight,
especially if your up for some over the
top tales of sex,drugs,prison,guns and
rock'n'roll. Elsewhere in the zine there
was an ill fated piece on giving up
alcohol for a month, that showed a
sensa yuma. Alongside '10 things To
Do Before Reaching 21' which pretty
much nails it. The band interviews vary
in quality from the mundane to the just
plain bland. Mind you with bands in
question like...
Mr Dodd, One Man
and Webster (student outfits to
a man) what'dya expect? Bet they all
sound the same too! We mustn't forget
a brief encounter with the (now) god
Dead Kennedy's, who without
Biafra's sharp wit leading the way,
simply sound fake! There's a scene
report from Sunderland which sounds
as dead as Wolverhampton. And lastly
a fucking hysterical diary extract from
one of the brave editors who went for a
3 month stay in Finland! He arrives all
alone and homesick with no-one to
meet him off the plane and to top it all
has to stash all his gear into a tiny
luggage box for safety. The cruncher
being he breaks a cup his bird sent
him as a leaving present altogether
now ahhhhh! (stop sniggering at the
back). You gotta read this as he cries
himself to sleep on his first night in the
cold Finnish wasteland to get the full
tear-jerking experience. Now where did
I put that cold can of Carling?