Winter 2009/2010
Savage Amusement is back! I think
Trev Hagl has had more punk writing
sequels than the Harry Potter series
Negative Reaction, SA, HAGL,
or even his beloved Toon when
Wolves annihilate 'em next season! Its
not a major comeback, but publications
like this need to be here! This A5, 8
page 1000 print run features the most
up to date street punk/skin orientated
sounds from around the globe. And
carry's on from whence the bigger
more in-depth fanzine faded out. Its a
sure sign of the times that
zines/newsletters like this were once
inundated with review material just 3
years ago. You even had bands
fighting for a review spot. However
times change and nowadays the
freebies can barely fill a few sheets.
Corporate greed has a lot to answer
for, and has put paid to freebie land
and decimated the punk scene, never
mind the world economy. With no
money about, bands, labels and zines
are folding like hopefuls in Britain's Got
Talent backstage area after a Simon
Cowell put-down.
however is still here, all
be it struggling to fill a few pages which
is a shame. As its only through pure
fanaticism with the sounds that punk
inspires that publications like this keep
going, to give cunts like meself a sniff
of the current action be it from record
or zine review. As always the taste
factor is still pretty high and can be
trusted in most cases.
No pix, just factual opinions
FREE at gigs or go online and read it
at Trevs myspace page
January 2010
With zines like MRR you just have to
buy a copy whoever is on the cover?
And as I personally can never
guarantee when ill have the option to
pick one up, I think most punks do
delve into this institution. Despite its
'right on' crust mentality,
MRR still has
something for everyone if punk is your
favoured choice of reading matter.
This issue is dominated by the Top
Ten Of The Decade (2000-2010)
feature, which is basically all the staff
writers giving us their Top Ten punk
releases from the last decade. Beefed
up with substantial reviews and
opinions from each scribe on their
soundtrack of choice. Haven't come
Stench yet? On a more
serious note, sad to see one of
last columns before his
untimely death in March 2010. Bruce
was always promoting bands that were
more in my train of thought...rowdy,
gritty, but with good tunes (shame
about the haircuts). So it will be a sad
loss if his vacant column space is
handed over to some nasal puritan
with about as much credence as Nick
Cleggs spin doctor. We still got
whose celebrating his 5th year
MRR and hits the big 50 himself by
the time you read this. Is it me or are
older punk views on 'new punk' a little
easier to bear? I did spot an amusing
tale by
Broniez who candidly tells us
about the night she fucked a cop!
'peops' cartoon page is always worth
your perusal and seems to feature an
array of dysfunctional characters from
the punk scene. This time its an
obituary for Valerie Eternal, a NY
art/performer. Interviews in this issue
feature Londoner's
Control, who
ordain hooligan rock 'n' roll, front cover
D-Clone from Japan who by the
looks of em condone leather, bristles,
studs and Saki, dark Canadian punks
Complications are less abrasive and
Broken Water are a haunting feminist
outfit from Olympia, WA. A bohemian
place which has a nice street full of
bars I once toured while roadying for
Sado-Nation. British book author Ian
of Burning Britain/The Day
The Country Died fame gives us the
inside story into his third book on the
UK punk scene called Trapped In A
Scene. A tombe which covers
everything from the '85-89' era when
punk merged into thrash and finally the
dark ages of metal crossover.
Finishing off with a plethora of book,
movie and record reviews. Noticeably
the books and movies skim our
universe with vague punk connections,
but the recordc and zine reviews are
definitely here and now punk in all its
grotesque forms. From right on
screamy snotty formats, to melodic pop
punks and the occasional testosterone
boneheads...its all here.
MRR is still
the one to beat even with their new
coordinator/editor rotation policy in
place. So it might add a few surprises.
$4.00 from
March 2010
It's been threatened for a while now,
Riot made numerous comebacks.
Now in the cold economic climate of
recession and apathy in the NI wings. it
now looks like this is truly the last issue
of this hilariously funny, scruffy. snotty  
little freebie from the streets of Belfast.
ROYO kept punks inside and outside
of Belfast punk rock scene
entertained, informed and in tune on
the shenanigans and innuendo that
filtered through the scene onto these
pages in the form of gossip, views,
reviews, celluloid and of course those
thousands of pics that littered it's
issues since day one. 9 years ago I
was passed a copy of
ROYO #4 by
Mick Rant (wonder where he ended
up?) and its a zine that's always put a
smile on my face ever since. A decade
of information and infamy (remember
the PC tirades) later.
ROYO will I think
be sadly missed more so after its
demise. I get the feeling it was took for
granted by certain scenesters but if
the hunger to write and report is gone
could you expect Bill to carry on? A city
like Belfast needs someone to jump
into Bills boots and report on new
perspectives, bands and the scene in
general. But I doubt that will happen
with half as much enthusiasm or
regularity as Mr Riots shoddy epistle.
This is the guy who slunk in through
the back door at night while yer
sleeping tight and run off a few
hundred zines on the works
photostater and all for our reading
pleasure. I met Bill once on the streets
of Morecambe and he's a decent punk
who I should've with hindsight
arranged for a proper drink as he's a
no bullshit or pose kinda geezer.
Which is the only kind of punk I have
time for these days. Bills back page
epitaph should be read as it spells out
the reasons why he's quitting and is
nothing else but blatantly honest. Bill
hasn't decided yet what he will be
doing next? Apart from going to gigs
and singing in his band
Hard Case.
But I suspect it won't be the last we
hear or read from this dry, funny,
wordsmith. For the record, inside the
final issue there's a
Slits profile, a
punkette picture quiz, some good
shots from guest photographer
as well as a riot of reviews and festival
reports to read for the final time. As
the studs on the jacket read 'RIOT!'
October 2010
Gotta say this is turning out to be just
what the high street needed as far as
punk rock is concerned. An 116 page
mainstream publication which is on a
par with
Big Cheese, but with less of
the crud masquerading as punk. It
could be a little blinkered if your under
29 but as the song said,
"you gotta lot
to learn"
. The people behind it
are mostly unknown to me, but I do
recognise a few names that were/are
associated with other punk mags from
the not too distant past including Andy
Peart (
Sounds), book author Alex
Ogg, both of whom wrote for Lee
Woods much missed
Spiral Scratch
mag back in 90's. And of course the
ever present textual slag John Robb.
There's a couple of zinesters thrown in
the mix too, but not any of the ones
from the grubbier side of the scene.
However overall coverage is
guaranteed. The interviews are
exceptional featuring a neat array of
misfits with Lemmy from
whose warts are growing nearly as big
as his grime encrusted wrinkles.
Rancid’s bass-player (forget his
name?) is really milking his other bands
reputation coz the cunt can't sing for
toffee and his new band sound shit. A
fresh looking
Imelda May could be
Dave Vanian’s long lost sister circa his
'Eloise' period. And yeah I know she
ain't punk, but you gotta give this girl
credit for making her new slant on
rockabilly pop a deserved spotlight in
manufactured chart territory. Jaz
Coleman from
Killing Joke appears
more sinister and out of touch as he
gets older. But then goes and blows it
all with another slag off of England.
Which is all good and well if you
actually live here. But like Rotten
et all he can go toddle off to his island
paradise when he's finished fleeceing
us one more time...tut tut. Meanwhile
Devo are promoting their first new
album in 2 decades, but still look
plastic. This debut issue is dominated
by a 10 page
Ramones perspective
with a good Tommy Ramone interview.
The sole surviving original
finally gets some copy time after being
pushed to the back after all these
years. There's some other good input
from an array of punks who tell us of
Ramones influence on them. And
rightly so. There's is a distinct rock 'n'
roll flavour that creeps in when you
least expect it. As an Eddie Cochran
obituary is unleashed and a handful of
bands who look pretty dire in their
quiffs. Even Hank Williams is
interviewed. Thought
the Cure gig at
Wembley in '89 didn't really merit a
'classic gig' status, but the
records piece was very
fascinating. We also get some early
observations on the
Manic St
when they were a lot more
punky and pretty good live. We are
offered a 6 page pictorial history of last
years Rebellion festival with only
GBH, Becky Bondage, TV Smith and
Demented Are Go still looking
interesting on stage, unlike the rest
who look bald, old and fat. The glam
element is from Sweet, and
some old New Yorker who looks like a
fat pearly queen. But the punk element
is prominent with a neat look back on
the Ruts. Spider Tracy from the
gives us an insight into the
bands history which is a great read.
Glen Matlock tells us about his new
album and for the Anarcho sector
there's a Steve Ignorant interview
followed by a rare
Gang Of Four
interview, whose members ain't aged
well at all! The record reviews are as
varied as the roster of acts covered
and comes with a FREE CD featuring
Adam Ant, Killing Joke and Vice
amongst others.
Well worth the £4.99 cover price.
Vive Le Rock
January 2010
This zine always brings back fond and
not so fond memories. But whatever
way you look at it,
BC has kept solidly
to its attitude and presentation over 20
years. There's absolutely no time for
compromise, no time for change now.
But with the new print job over the last
few issues we wouldn't change it for
the world.
Bald Cactus just won’t
change and to be truthful I'm glad it
doesn't. Andy the editor is still prickly
in his taste and prose but you do
detect middle age setting in as he's
into darts these days tee hee.
Interview wise this issue features
Section 13 who have ex  Depraved/
Visions Of Change
singer in their
ranks. And if I remember correctly
were a pretty potent force.
Section 13 seem to be continuing in
that direction musically, but the name
sucks as you could get mistaken for all
those other ‘section’ whatever bands in
the scene. However these lot from
Leamington Spa are influenced by
early 80's US hardcore but sound wise
offer a very British take on the genre
which is a big relief.
ICH or Ice Cream
admit the name sucks, a bit
3CR or IOD or even SLF (only
ICH do sound better than
they look or read. They are fronted by
3 white ‘middle class’ (their words not
mine) dreads, which is a warning sign.
But manage to play spasmodic punk all
gnarly and thrashy which is apparently
their only saving grace. Highlight of
this issues interviews came in the
shape of
Burnt Cross who really do
inspire a fresh reaction from the
current limp underground protest
scene. And even this old
Crass fan
found em rather enjoyable. Check out
their sounds freely available on the
net. It's Anarcho but with tunes and a
few new ideas. They have captured
the sound perfect without seeming like
trashy copycats. I’d say they could be
the best new protest band I've heard
on these shores since
Terminal City
or the Restarts. And
whats good about it, is these twins
(yeah they're two brothers) have their
own views which makes their
sentiments and sound so much more
potent. Pity they don't plan to gig in the
future on a regular basis, coz I hear
they get loads of interest. But this
deadly duo have other commitments
beside punk which gives them an
unblinkered mind set. We get quite a
few of Andy's rants this issue to fill it
out, and he is quite good at these.
Covering such extreme subjects as
agreeing with people who vote BNP...
tee hee. What will they say down the 1
in 12 club? How he attracts nutters,
ha! I know how you feel mate. The size
of his knob, braver than most lol, the
joy of
Eastfield who I can totally agree
with having seen 'em the other night,
and football violence. Which was a lot
more fun in the bad old days. Finally
his moms penchant for swearing lol.
The reviews as always are short, but
give you a distinct understanding of
whats on offer. In all gotta say middle
age is suiting
Bald Cactus
esoundingly! And still only 50p.
c/o 145-149 Cardigan Rd,
United Kingdom
October 2010
Have to admit I only bought this coz it
featured a rare
Stench review and I
won't bore you with the details. But lets
just say its nice to know we can still get
away with murder in the march of time
lol. With the irritating minor outfits out
the way. You may have sussed by the
cover that this issue is the

issue. Apparently its the
first time in a decade or so
MRR has
interviewed probably the biggest skin
band on the planet. So it's a shame
MRR's longstanding Oi! coinnesseur
Bruce Roehr never made it
for this interview. I’m sure he would've
gleaned a little more info out of em or
airbrushed their answers with
enthusiasm than whats in here!
Because not matter how many venues
they fill across the globe and how
many records they sell. I honestly can't
see their appeal in print? And live was
a bore too for me. This band
personality wise are just like a regular
bunch of middle aged geezers you
could find in any London bar in the
metropolis. If I was an 18 year old skin I
doubt id be pouring over this interview
with quite as much fascination as some
of their early exceptional records
or with as much vigeur as I polish my
ten hole cherry red Dr Martens. But its
a crazy old world we live in ain't it?
Other interviews featured Danish trio
De Hoje Haele who have a Frank
Zappa/ Beefheart fixation, oh deary
me. They look like they just stepped
outta the 'Hair' movie.
Veins from New
York are a totally different ball game.
These play intense full on hardcore
with exceptional style, and features
Youth Attack records arty weirdo Mark
McCoy in their ranks. The indie
sounding street punks
UV Race
from Melbourne Australia are on next
yawn, followed by
the Moonhearts
from LA who play trashy garage. We
then head over to Sweden and all girl
band punk outfit
Beyond Pink who
are pretty good in a rough round the
Kleenex meets the
kinda way. Fave interview
come from
the Irritones from France
who are a new band formed by ex-
Hatepinks singer and positively reek
with attitude. We then head to Finland
Kakka Hata 77 who are a
beligerent punk outfit who should've
toured the US by now.
Kontatto from
Italy besides having a best looking girl
drummer in D-beat actually deliver a
sound that’s quite addictive even to
these ears. Finally we get a little
honesty in the punk scene from
that sole hairy outfit who
managed to ostracise the metal crowd
but were eventually taken in by the
early 80's LA hardcore scene after
being spat on. There’s a photogenic 4
page spread on the Japanese punk
scene from the summer of 2010, which
looks extremely enticing. The columns
as always vary in interest and subject
matter from disappointment to German
politics, punk top tens, evolution,
foreign junk, Omeba's bargain bin,
botty pilfering, straight edge views,
fishing (omg),  qualifications, DIY
recording, Newfoundland punk, left
wing politics, obscure punk, all ages
shows, loserdom, and NY Hardcore,
phew! Oh and there's a mountain of
reviews so look under 'S' if your
naive or curious. As always a little
something for everyone but not as
good as usual.
$4.00 from
Summer 2010
Smallest and youngest zine of the
bunch in this review session, but by no
means the least. This orange photo
stated job is full of the optimistic
energy and experimentation we
associate with punk literature. Kind of
like how zines were mean't to be made.
Not pretence or alarmingly accurate,
just a great way to voice your opinion.
Tampa Bay's
Spying On The Scene
conveys enthusiastic, optimistic,
disposable snapshots of an ever
changing scene, that could by next
issue, be gone within the blink of an
eye. Transient views from a transient
scene which makes a neat change
from all the crammed full of info
publications we see more of these
days. The editorial is handwritten on
regular notepad paper and informs us
this is a fanzine
"full of stuff I'm a fan
of. Not you"
...and isn’t it good to be
informed, instead of zines trying to
make excuses if a band sucks or a
viewpoint isn't exactly peer driven. I like
this kids honesty. I noticed the
interviews are a lot longer this time out.
There's a five page interview with
Flaming Tsunamis
from Connecticut
that is littered with high octane in your
face photos. And an 8 pager with the
energetic tattooed
Outbreak from
Spying On The Scene has
started asking local scenester's about
important issues that effect them like...
'why does it seem so cool for punks to
always hate on street punks?’
tee hee.
And from the answers given, it still
amazes me how US punks or the
younger breed of punk see things so
differently from over here. I never see
this question arise in the UK punk
scene? But there again, its rare I read
or come across a zine done by
younger punks in England these days,
so what would I know? Enjoyed reading
Oister's (the editor) Summer 2010
travelogue. Which saw our intrepid
hero riding a scooter on a death
defying rain soaked 200 mile road trip
to see his favourite band play. And you
know what, he doesn't mention the
bands name once grrrr! So your left
guessing right up till the very end, who
actually did play to 30 people one
night and 4 the next? Who could have
a pet pit-bull for band security, and
who...well you'll just have to read it for
yourself. Finishing off with a short but
in depth 2 page review section of local
Florida punk outfits only. Only 100
copies in existence, so ask the Ed if
there’s any left or if the new ones due
out soon? Worth looking at for the
enthusiastic approach and an insight
into the local Florida punk scene.
Costs $2 or trades I presume.
For more information contact
November 2010
Latest issue from Tom Freefall's
Shropshire punk blurrrb. And it's
another must read exercise. Tom's
zine writing addiction is that of a man
possessed when it comes to filling up
page space, burning illicit obscure
punk tracks or writing and snickering
about it all in his printed attention to
detail odyssey. It's taken way too long
to review this jumbo and like previous
issues, I'm still mopping up all the
unsavory bits 'n' pieces. So bear with
me while I sift through its comic sans
pages once more to reacquaint myself
with the ongoing spiel, and hopefully
not miss anything too important. This
zine will keep you preoccupied inside
enemy territory for hours on end. And
those all consuming tangents this is
renowned for, mean you can pick it up
and jump into any page and carry on
without missing one grammatical error.
It's a continuous monologue of the
current and not so current punk scene
and beyond. This time comes with an
alluring front cover by a talented
young goff/punk artist
Jenna Whyte.
Which really gives this issue a more
serene other worldly vibe. That is until
you get inside, then its punk punk
punk all the way, in all its grotesque
forms as seen from a Boningale
perspective. From the crusty enclaves
of doom to the transistorised ghetto of
Anarcho and some back street punk
gutter trawls in-between, to name but a
few. It makes you wonder if Tom's
record collection and zine library is
housed in a barn in the farmers field
next door? And the country bumpkin
seems to be feeding his punk habit
more times than he is outside the gig
having a quick roll up, or inside the
boozer draining some Brains. Good to
see an assorted collection of zine
reviews this issue, which I found
bemusing they wasn't included in
previous issues. As zines are an
important part of the Freefall lifestyle.
Initonit gets slagged while 12 months
worth of
MRR gets put under the
microscope. Even more surprising is
the 'random attack on a scenester'.
Marv Gadgie was an unlikely suspect,
but gets a merciless slap in face for
being a bullying PE teacher who hates
cats tee hee. And to think Mr Gadgie
(or Sir to you and I) actually ordered a
copy of this zine just to see what
Litigation he could salvage. As with the
zines, there's a monolith of record
reviews to wade through. What a relief
to hear
Stench are crap on one hand,
“pure bile drenched winners”
on the other. We also get a full on
comic round up and some intriguing
trivia regarding 'Psycho's' shower
scene. I now know how Tom manages
to incur so much detail in his live gig
reviews, when he's not slumped up by
the bar or sleeping in a lap dancers
bed. I seen him scribbling away like a
ginger ferret on scraps of notepaper at
his last gig. So there is a method to his
madness. And to top it all off, we get a
FREE 34 track CD compilation which is
always hit or miss if you hadn't
discovered punk in the late 80's. But
you do get exposed to the odd new
nugget, so say no more. Next issue is
in production as we speak. Rantastic!