Late 2007
Another Dayglo cover sets this zine up
as one of the better looking zines
knocking around the UK scene.
Featuring and focusing on the early
80's in decor as its primary source of
inspiration and design.
The Lurkers,
999, MDM
and Norfucks Hotwired
are all bands who have been going or
have members involved from the times
when punk really was a social pariah.
But by far the best interview in this
issue is with
the Lurkers Arturo
Bassick. He cant sing for England let
the Lurkers, but is the real
deal compared with so many others
involved with Punk. Not sure I totally
agree with his attack on CD burners
destroying the livelihood of gigging
PUNK bands, coz lets face it every
fuckers done it! But id quite happily
pay for stuff if I could access it as
easily. You try buying a
album in the high street these days?
He also sticks the boot into
primadonna attitude to support bands
and their fans. Which as most of you
know is a rumour thats been
circulating for quite a few years now.
999 in comparison is very short.
Drummer Pablo La Britain a man of
very few words tells us he went to
school with Joe Strummer and has a
diary of every gig
999 have done.
Love to read the extract he put in after
their 3 minutes in Wolves Lafayette
club back in '77. There's a great shot
of Mandy from
MDM reclining on her
bed in black leather as she purrs and
disses Punks Picnics for lack of real
organisation. Newest band of the
Hotwired seem to be gigging
frenziedly of late. I ain't heard them
since their abysmal 'Friday Night'
demo back in 2001, but from what I
can gather theres been a massive
overhaul in their sound and I should
fucking hope so as well. We get lots of
fanzine reviews and records coming
this time in a crisp and clear type face
and some news updates too. We dont
get a sniff of sloganeering from this
zine. Which is always a bonus. But
then again we don't actually get
anything written by John on his view of
the punk world in general or even
Fred West central? Fast 'N' Loud with
its cut 'n' paste or die layout and
leopardskin backgrounds lets you
know this is Punk literature for leather
clad morons who still buy
records and of course curious fuckers
like myself. Please note John has a
new email address for his latest
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Split Late 2007
Split zines are usually one sided
affairs with a stronger zine blowing
their sparring partners away in layout
and attitude. And this ain't no
Negative Reaction leads
the way with a less contrived comic
aspect and with more political
sloganeering, but not enough to bore
you to death. While the
Suck Till I
pariahs just sucked as they try
way too hard to be funny, crude,
outrageous and all the other
expletives we'd associate with punk.
They seem to need a safety blanket
instead of a safety pin for credibility
and its usually just not very funny. It
often makes you wonder if their sister
record label Winston Records is
equally as desperate? Especially if
you review them glowingly in your own
mag? To be fair they do have a good
interview with
The Disruptors
Bangkok Steve, who admits to
marrying a mental Greek woman and
nearly got off with lady boy in
Thailand. And a not so memorable
one with
Homebrew who are still
fermenting. The 'How To Spot A
Fanzine Seller At The Next Gig You
Go To' was amusing. Having had the
privilege of selling 11 issues of zines
at various gigs during the 90's I was
hoping I didn't come across as such a
nerd. However it looks like those wire
framed glasses were a dead give
away and working for Royal Mail
must've been my destiny? Wonder if ill
go vegan next?
Suck Till I Sag do get
about a bit for zinesters with
something to prove. We have reports
from Rebellion festivals in Holland plus
a road trip to Berlin. And Rotten
Randys hike round some UK toilets
was note worthy. If this zine stuck to
music more instead of trying to prove
their credibility ratings it might be
worth your 50p?
Negative Reaction comes out not
exactly blazing but with confidence in
part one of a massive interview with
Toxic Ephex (part 2 is in
Negative Reaction #10). Lead Toxic
Fred gives us a very detailed insight
into one of the few good punk bands
knocking about during punks dark
ages (late 80s) and seems to be in all
kinds of weird n wacky bands in the
local vicinity. I often wonder about
individuals who are in so many bands.
Is it because theyd go insane with only
one or are they truly immersed in
music? Also getting interrogated is
young oi'sters from Holland called
Young Ones
. Who i suspect are
Menace than Cliff after hearing
them on myspace. The reviews are
trust worthy with not too much bullshit
or favouritism creeping in. Theres
another BIG rebellion festival report
from last years Blackpool leg taking
up the lions share. The rants are all
over the shop in this issue ranging
from noisy neighbours from hell to the
absurd Farmers TV page which was
unshamedly filler. I particularly liked
the Mike Hunt column which would be
really interesting if Mike wasn't so
soiled by socialism, but
is still an entertaining read
for anyone not from Nottingham!
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November 2007
Billy Riot's in festive mood this issue.
Especially with his band of cut throats
the Violent Fuckwits) debut CD
doing the rounds. So just so we don't
forget we get editor
Mr Riot and his
Fuckwit assassins leering out
of the front cover of this issue! Now if
that ain't a case of pure unadulterated
vanity, it definitely has gotta be seen
as a brilliant piece of publicity for his
band and the Belfast community to
take hold of lol. How many of today's
zine editors have the balls or
inclination to do such a trick, let alone
serve it in cold blood without a hint of
nepotism. Well at least Bill ain't camera
shy like some zine writers and we can
nearly always ponce a drink or a zine
off him at gigs. The bi line of this zine
'a living lie that's true' which we all
know is bullshit, but when the bullshits
done this good, you just gotta come
back for more. If your not up to date
on what Captain Oi! or Cherry Red
record empires are up to? You soon
will be with this issues crate load of
latest releases and reviews. Also in
prominence is a massive Rebellion
festival diary which seen Bill and his
family enjoying a festival of punk rock
indulgence with some amusing entry's.
But it does make you wonder where
punk is going in this day 'n' age? Call
me out of step if you like, but wasn't
punk meant to be dangerous, and on
the edge? Somewhere you wouldn't
take your older brother, let alone your
grandmother. It makes you realise just
how safe punk rock has become.
Bands are so polite, positively no lewd
behaviour, they've all got ethics and
wouldn't dream of bursting a little kids
balloon, let alone gob on some
untalented morons reliving their youth
on stage coz it ain't nice either tut tut.
These marathon Punk festivals
although great social events wasn't
exactly how I perceived the original
idea of punk rock when I was a kid
watching Johnny Rotten blow his nose
on the floor of the Lafayette club.
Anyway forgive me for getting side
tracked there as
Riot On Your Own
veers away from the punk domain for a
short while and delves into the way
more dangerous and edgier Ultimate
Fighting sport, which I personally knew
nothing about? And considering its the
fastest growing combat sport in the
world, was an interesting insight for
any fighting fans out there who are fed
up of watching Amir Khan knock out no
hopers. Still with boxing, we get
profiles on boxers Johnny Owen/Lupe
Pinter. Meanwhile back on punk rock
we get obituary's on Hilly Crystal
(CBGB's founder) and Tony Wilson
(punk rock entrepreneur) and a piece
on the growing divide amongst the
young and older punk scenes in
Belfast. And of course the inevitable
punk quiz. Not so many pix in this
issue, but there's still a large cache in
the centre spread from last years
Rebellion festival. Despite the bullshit,
despite the egos this is still one of the
most honest and entertaining zines
around today.
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Autumn 2007
This was a blast from the past! Last
time I recall an edition of one of the
more imaginative London punk zine
creations (
Fear and Loathing still
taking the choice cut for bumper punk
rock exposes) was way back on its
debut issue circa 2002. 5 years later
and I'm only missing one issue?
Dunno what editor Marks been up to
since? Maybe he's been banged up
for jumping the tube, busy squattin in
the wilds of Hackney or forming a
Anarchist circle with like minded
individuals? Well he's back and pleads
for a 'gentle' review. As I can't really
see him poncing down the 'dilly' he
might just get one, coz that affinity for
intelligent articles and stylish layouts is
still very MUCH prevalent in this right
on but but still pro working class
outlook zeen. Alongside long gone
punk snot rag monikers such as
God Can Beat Up Your God
Gluebag Baby, Most Punks Are
Total Arseholes
says everything in
its title alone. You just know this is
gonna be a snotty punk zine with
something to say either you'll agree
with or will be at least informed about,
without the usual preaching that
usually goes into the more challenging
zines. I do however find myself reading
well past their 'sell by date' reviews in
the music and zine department. I
suspect these were written when the
records were out and valid maybe 2
years previous? And in this day 'n' age
of web zine reviews, a few months later
is classed as old news, which I'm very
much aware of being guilty of myself.
But you do notice within printed zines
its more like years in some instances.
That aside we savour this kinda zine
for its superb choice of articles that
cover a wide range of subject matter
and content. Just too many to mention
here, but the bigger chunks involved
end of the world scenarios to
Lilly Allen'
outbursts, which I probably
would. Some punks just ain't got no
morals have they? Some of the more
political features were hard to get into
'If You Were Middle Class You'd
Be Massive'
and 'Catechism Of The
, which both sound like
Class War pilfered propaganda. But
alongside more relevant
'East Enders
Under the British Empire'
by Jack
London and
'Drugs A Solution' written
well before punk was even a twinkling
in a dead dogs eye, makes you realise
punks were about even then! Music
wise we get a sincere Dee Dee
Ramone epitaph plus a profile with
Spanish Antichrists
Sin Dios and an
interview with UK band
Left For Dead
from Hastings. This zine is literally
sardined with black humour (read the
workshy piece) and some of the ads,
film reviews, digs at the rich, cops and
authority as well as loads of other
amusing side notes and snippets. And
is presented in a well thought out
design which beats its London rivals
hands down. This is worthy of your
attention and way less patronising
than say
Bald Cactus so there!
Was that gentle enough?
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Winter 2007
This thick chunky fucker has been out
a few years now, but as I've only just
got round to reading a copy (it's still
available) I think its worth investigating.
I always enjoyed the previous couple
of editions of these
Network Of
fanzine collaborations (10
contributions this time). Not so much
about the ethics or political agenda,
but because its always got something
of interest. From primarily the north of
England its expanded further
northwards to include some Nordic
contributors and even its first
Canadian input. The cover art was a
bit disappointing but its what inside
that really is a pou pourri of right on
punk action if you can forget your meat
eating habits or your BMP votes.
There really are a few interesting
points of focus even for us white trash
Ripping Thrash gets the ball
rolling and its editor Steve is still jovial
and still very much passionate about
his punk. He sets the scene with
recycling and grow yer own being the
current topic. I do cycle to work when it
ain't pissing down, and sort my
cardboard from my Carling cans, but I
get the feeling its still not enough. To
take yer mind off the guilt trip Stoke's
hardcore messiahs of 16 years
Kismet HC supply a massive ten page
interview. They feature the
irrepressible Deefeckt on drums and
Zanne on vocals who should have had
her baby by now so congrats are in
Toilet Paper Bible's section is
the first I've read anthing from this
crappy zine and lets all breathe a sigh
of relief as its their last. And like all
good bog roll should get flushed down
the shitter after use. From the shitty to
the angry.
Initonit hits us with 9 pages
of rants. Pure and utter verbal with no
pics or mercy. You have to admire the
anger and the spite. We do get a few
reviews to lighten the load which
thankfully covers a wider spectrum of
the punk scene than the stoic right on
side of life.
Agitate follows suit in black
all the way from Shipley, but im afraid
suffers badly from a faded print job
which scuppers the overall effect. In
case your wondering? The two bands
feature Jap crust punks
Framtid and
raging Swedes
Rajoitus, who even I
have heard of. Theres a Brazilian
D-Beat feature which should give you
enough clues as to where this zine is
coming from. More obscurities take the
shape of
Domd which also hails from
Sweden but has by far the best web
presence out the current zines in this
issue (bar
Ripping Thrash). I love the
online layouts and the zine itself is no
exception. They interview
Lies Feed
the Machine
and Kvoteringen, as
well as photos and columns. Back onto
familiar hunting ground with
Gadgie all
the way from Lincolnshire, UK. It looks
like Marv (or Sir to you boy) is still
pumping em out in between teaching
PE at his local Comp.
Gadgie is similar
Initonit with a sea of print layout
with only minimal art as decoration, but
instead of going fer anger
concentrates on amusement and
shares with us his take on his local
Indian Queen and Boston punk
scenes. Always good for a giggle and
is rounded off by a vast array of
reviews which cover most bases. It was
followed by a Peruvian interview (in
English) which sounded like it was held
with Che Guevara instead of a punk
band and didn't quite fathom who had
contributed it or who
were? But they "ain't
nihilists they're partisans of the
struggle for Anarchy"
so there!
Leeds is represented by
which is also of a similar bent to

except from a deadly duo
aspect. Seems like the initial
enthusiasm for punk has been
overtaken by University and left wing
politics. We all know what students are
like, I can imagine Rachel queuing up
for vacant Liberty international posts in
the near future. The writing is however
still rather amusing, snide and comes
with an expectant edge, which I do
quite like to read in a zine. Long
forgotten North York's zine
Why makes
a rare appearance. It features a
massive out of date interview with
which I presume are now
disbanded following the singers
emigration to Bristol. John Why the
Bish of Anarcho celebrates his ten
year issue next and seeks defrocked
priests and Al Quada rejects for
Attitude Problem all
the way from Canada features a vegan
warrior editor called Steve who creates
a zine that reminds me so much of the
protest bands that appeared on
Bullshit Detector one album in outlook.
Similar artwork and attitude, combined
with hand written/typed prose which is
a neat touch featuring a rant on
Climate change and interviews with
fellow Canadians
After The Bombs
Ballast to round things off.
200 copies printed up with one left as
we went to press so get yer hands on it
before it evaporates.
April 2007
I always look forward to reading this
zine. One of the few today that can
really hold your attention for long
periods of time. However even zines of
this calibre can have its off days as
cover stars
the Monks (not the late
"Nice legs shame about face"
mob, but the obscure kraut band from
the late 60's) don't look set to sanctify
my sins or set my pulse racing.
Especially with those side splitting
haircuts. In fact a lot of the other
bands featured in this issue are open
to debate musically. It is Andy's choice
and taste who makes the issue and we
should all have an open mind, but
Fear and Loathing #62 veers away
from the captivating punk rock arena
onto a more left field, avant garde
scene. The music which does have its
moments, isn't half as exciting as the
usual array of contenders we are
served up. All the bands do get
dissected with the usual vigor and
precision, but if your not really into a
band or subject matter this volume of
information leaves you skimming vast
expanses of this zine. I mean c'mon
the Scientists from Australia were
never really that exciting in a
confrontational manner, although
mags of the day like Sounds would
disagree. I doubt even current weirdos
Knights Of the New Crusade
complete in chain mail armour could be
taken seriously. But they are
American, so have some excuse.
When all seemed lost in this deep blue
issue, you just knew with quality zines
such as this
F& L they always manage
to produce a back up plan to please
critical punk die hards like meself. And
there's a very good
Robb interview, where Mr motormouth
answers a few intriguing questions
regarding his books and punk
documentary which is well worth
anyones view whose into punk.
Meanwhile Andy the editor goes for an
Indian with CA punk pioneers
who seem too nice to be punks and
come across as real estate salesmen
in complete contrast to their music. Be
warned kids...middle age does have
that effect on you. We round things up
the Cravats from nearby
Redditch who I did actually like when I
first heard em on John Peel but lost
interest when they morphed from punk
into all sorts of wacky styles. Lead
singer Shend is now a jobbing actor
and has appeared in BBC's
Torchwood in between musical stints.
As always there's a plethora of gig and
record reviews in this 36 page mag. So
you never come away without learning
something. Andy bravely tells us in his
editorial he lost his mom while
completing this zine so belated
sympathy's go out to him and his family.