Summer 2011
Good to see another sussed edition of
Artcore hit the shelves so soon after
the gigantic (sold out) 25th
anniversary issue. And you can't buy
that anywhere, believe me I tried! So
you know straight away this zine has
gotta be doing something right!         
This follow up copy, however was sent
in by Welly to an "online webzine" for
review!!! Now that’s gotta be a first lol.
Is it me or has the print become large
enough to read without squinting my
lazy bloodshot eyes? Whatever, it's
great for us boring old farts to revel in,
but don't worry kids, your not getting
short changed either. Coz its still
rammed as ever with a mountain to
read. I just find it a lot more
comfortable this issue.
Artcore #28
kicks off with a thought provoking view
from the regular 'Daily Terrorgraph'
column, where we are educated by a
feasible view of whose really in power.
Followed by a brave, no holds barred
4 Letter Word (Welly's former band)
dissection by the man himself. Giving
us a 20 year history of some of the
bassists who have either ripped off the
band, created turmoil within and/or
were just plain nutters! It's a great
expose and I just wish more bands
would spill the beans. Interviews this
issue feature Portland's
, who have more to do with
the Wipers than Poison Idea, which
is a relief. The snottier
come from San Francisco
but originate in the UK. Whats even
weirder is they look like an Oi! band
but sound like a jangly
Dread to me.
The Arrivals from Chicago boast too
much facial hair for my liking, but have
a neat, gritty sound. Shortest interview
of the bunch is with the punkier
Smogtown from California, who have
a new release that rolls off the tongue
called 'Incest And Pestilence'. I
enjoyed the TJ's of Newport venue
history and profile of Simon Phillips its
promoter. I recall being in El Seico’s as
it was known when it was just a pub a
lot when I was working away in Newport
on a quarry back in the early 80's. The
manager was great to us, coz we used
to drink a lot and gave us cut price
beer which went down a treat with out
of town contractors. It had a weird
exotic clientele even then. I recall a
midget in there who looked the spit of
Tattoo from Fantasy Island and some
guy sitting in the plastic palm tree lol.
I'd never had guessed bands like
Rancid, the Dickies or Flipper would
grace the stage in years to come.
There's a profile on the Boston punk
label Modern Method that brought us
the illusive 'This Is Boston Not L.A.'
compilation amongst others. The must
read Vaultage section features a neat
overview of the legendary
Can you believe an 11 year old Greg
Sage was cutting records for friends,
well read this! There's some early 80's
MRR interviews faithfully reproduced
Minor Threat and
Wretched. Plus a big piece on Boston
the Proletariat who are new to
me, but worth checking out. Welly's 'I
Was A Teenage Bootboy' memoir
seems a strange flip to his by now
legendary US Hardcore obsession. We
then get a 3 page run down of the 80's
UK fanzine scene which is a fascinating
insight as there's less than a handful
of zines who have survived that
decade and
Artcore without a doubt
seems to be the best and most
prominent. A late 80's
HDQ (the US
outfit) interview gets rolled out and to
go out with a bang or should that read
Kaput! We are then served Part 1 of a
gigantic West German punk biopsy.
And lets not forget, there's a massive 5
pages of reviews that don't pander to
labels or egos. So your guaranteed a
real reaction instead of a
manufactured one that the more
accessible publications churn out,
which we like a lot! Comes with a neat
Artcore badge! Arty with bite!
Check out the
promo video which is a
nice new angle to promote your
March 2011
Vive Le Rock really does keep the
momentum running after what I
foolishly presumed would be a one
trick pony, more fool me! This second
issue boasts the new revitalised
on its cover, whose looking like a
dandy Jack Sparrow. But to be fair Mr
Ant had the pirate look a long time
before Hollywood recreated the twinkle
in Johnny's eye. The interview itself
comes armed with an hilarious and
fascinating up close and personal 6
page John Robb debriefing. That really
does show us the thin line between
Adam Ants genius and insanity. And
so relieving to hear him talk about his
punk era with as much reverence as
his big hitting pop career, that made
him a household name. In contrast the
Dropkick Murphy's who are
turning into more of an Irish show-band
each passing year. Tell us they are
teaming up with Bruce Springsteen on
their new album, dear oh dear. While a
well past his sell-by date Sylvain
Sylvain gives us the lowdown on the
New York Dolls recent '....High Heels'
LP, which is apparently a despairing
bag of dried up cosmetics done by
wrinkled old queens, if you believe the
reviews. Of the newer bands on show it
was good to read about my fave ex-
Black Flag singer Keith Morris, whose
new band
Off, are apparently as rabid
as his debut 45 snarl back in '78. Sad
to see one of
Poly Styrene's last
interviews printed as she talks
optimistically about her last album
'Generation Indigo'. Veteran punk hack
Kris Needs of the much missed
mag, tells us all about his
compilation CD release 'Dirty Water'
which don't sound half as drinkable as
his legendary punk writing. The other
highlight interview wise was with JJ
Burnel of
the Stranglers, which
features 2 pics with Hugh Cornwell still
in the line-up. If your a devout
Stranglers fan its hard to justify their
new stuff, coz any of the new singers
that joined never really done it for me.
And lets face it Burnel’s ‘baracuda’
bass sound was never the same once
he got new gear. The classic gig was a
Ramones appearance from '96 which
I’m almost sure I attended? Must check
my gig tickets. If so, it was neat to
recall the set list and hear how the
band played. But from my drunken
memoirs I wouldn't say it was a classic
Ramones performance. I remember a
blitzing buzz but not in that controlled
classic way coz the songs sounded
rushed which didn't suit the band.
There's a neat Chiswick Records
profile, and was good to be
reacquainted with
the Stingrays which
were a fucking great band, amongst
others on this influential label. I've lost
a little respect for
SLF after I heard
about their pop star demands at a
Rebellion festival a few years back. But
its always an insight to hear if Jake
Burns ego prevails in print. A scary
looking Mike Monroe who was an
androgynous sex symbol when he
Hanoi Rocks in the early 80's.
But now looks a little hagard and
tranny for his own good. However he
still has impeccable taste in music.
There's a profile and look back at the
UK Subs which were undoubtedly a
great punk band for 3 albums. I just
can't get my head around Charlie's
almost god like worship by the
subversive fan base. Because either
everyone’s blind or they're complete
liars! Poor old Charlie’s a great bloke,
but is looking very jaded on and off
stage these days. Thank fuck
alphabet of albums is almost
done. From one old timer to another,
Iggy is a different beast, he may
be still carried to the dressing room
like an invalid after every gig, but he
can still entertain while on stage. Here
were given an interesting look into
James Williamson's take on
. In a totally different realm,
Wire are a band who haven't really
broke up, but I lost interest once
'Chairs Missing' was released and they
went off into experimental orbit. So its
good to catch up and read about how
the Buzzcocks (Howard Devoto era)
were a suprise influence. Mike Ness
Social Distortion looks like a
late 70's gangster from Miami Vice,
instead of a punk rock institution on
Social Distortion profile. Were
New Model Army punk? I don't think
so! And their music never moved me
either, but they did have a
unexplainable large following. Maybe it
was Justin's classic traveller look that
sold them to the masses, coz it
certainly wasn't their music? Back on
the street, it was good to read about
the Cro Mags lead singer John
Joseph who has now picked up his pen
to become an author, most notably on
his often shocking autobiography 'The
Evolution Of A Cromagnon'. As always
Vive Le Rock comes with some
stunning colour shots of the bands in
question and you'll be pouring through
this for quite some time. The only thing
I find a little annoying about
Vive Le
are the arse licking reviews, but
hey, we can't have everything can we?
Comes with a free CD 'Revolution
Rock’ that features 12 tracks by an
array of artists with
the Subs and the
representing the punkier angle.
High St.Punk!
Well worth the
£4.99 cover price.
Vive Le Rock
February 2011
Another annual voyage through the
choppy waters of 1980's punk,
featuring some of the underdogs and
to be fair downright decrepit hasbeens,
a few wannabes and even the odd
actual punk talent. This issue has ‘em
all in various forms and disguises ill
leave you to decide who? What seems
like mutton dressed as lamb or a very
middle aged looking
Chron Gen stare
out at us on the front cover. Despite
Chron Gen have reformed for
the masses, or more realistically for
the bigger gigs like Rebellion. They
actually look like they don't feel that
comfortable doing all this punk lark
again when their straight day jobs and
middle aged lifestyles get pushed to
one side. Glyn Barber fer instance was
once a young hot punk about town
who even broke the hearts of a
thousand spiky tops when he dated
the sexy Beki Bondage of
Vice Squad
in her prime for a few tortuous months.
It's hard to imagine now, when you
compare them both. He does try his
level best to look moody, as they
somewhat awkwardly try to recreate
the 'Puppets Of War' pose for one last
time. The interview inside asks all the
right questions and nails what the
band were all about perfectly.
certainly had their moments both
live and with the rather good 'Reality'
45, they looked set to be one of the
few emerging new breed of punk
bands to break into the charts. But,
fate had other ideas, their debut album
was a disappointment and without
some focal point like Wattie’s notoriety,
they soon faded back into the Hitchin
undergrowth. However we first had to
scramble through the aftermath left by
Ultra Violent, who had a great name
but only released one solitary and
forgetful single on Riot City records
called 'Crime For Revenge'. They just
didn't have much more else in their
arsenal, so swiftly imploded. However
their larger than life lead singer Ade
Bailey went on to front
English Dogs
for a spell and still looks an ominous
sight as he’s pictured stalking the
streets of Blackpool at a former
Rebellion festival. He spills the beans
Ultra Violence, plus two other
band members throw their lot in on
what turns out to be a mammoth
history lesson on the band and its
surrounding Halifax punk scene from
back in the day. Meanwhile
from Manchester are even
more obscure, their only product was a
self released tape with a live side and
studio side to throw into the ring from
the early 80's. We then cross the
ocean to New York and a more potent
force in
Urban Waste, who offer us 4
pages of Kenny Ahrens (their lead
singer) take on punk and hardcore in
the big Apple during their early 80's
reign. On a less enthralling note we
get part two of last issues
spread, regarding their
reformation gig but its bolstered by
some neat up to date reviews of
and Channel 3 which I
enjoyed a lot more. Another Hitchin
the Bleach Boys closes
proceedings. This bunch even I have
heard of. They were the first punk
band from Hitchin and predate
by quite a few years, but slipped
under the radar. With only countless
support slots despite the intriguing
1981 12" release 'Stocking Clad Nazi
Death Squad Bitches' they still perform
occasionally. This issue also comes
with a 5 page round up of gig and
record reviews plus the ever present
sharp pics that are this zines piece de
resistance. Summing up
Failsafe is
always done with devout dedication to
detail, despite some of the subject
matter, and offers us a real lust for
punk. Which is reflected back by an
array of punks luminaries holding aloft
proud copies of past issues. David the
editor may now be struggling to feature
more news worthy obscurities from
those dark distant days, but you gotta
give him credit for being brave enough
to lift up the soiled, creepy crawly
carpet of punk and peering into its
dark, dank depths for our reading
December 2011
A taster issue of this long running, but
often out of circulation London punk
zine, done by punks who understand
what punk is all about. We don't have
to suffer all the preaching bollocks or
phoney posing and not a hint of heavy
screamathons that’s often classed as
punk these days within these pages.
Defiant Pose this time out is a flyer
issue. If like me your an interested
voyeur of long gone punk rock
artifacts, particularly artwork just to see
what you missed or find the art
expresses the vibe of the time. Then
you could do yourself a favour by
checking this out. Especially if you
don’t have the means or dosh to visit
London's Albert and Victoria art
museum on the off chance there’s
some punk exhibit, then this little taster
will wet your whistle as we crawl
through an A4 sized photostatic
venture gleaning snapshots from the
77-97 era. 20 years of urban inner city
punk activity supplied by Mike Clarke
(our editor and guitarist in the
Decadent Few) and Andy
W's private collection. Mike rightly
explains in his editorial that
flyers are reprinted in the medium
which they were originally made
because they belong here rather than
in some arthouse or coffee table book.
Many of them have spent years tacked
onto walls or flats which made perfect
reproduction problematic thanks to
age and wear."
 But ain't that just how
we like it? Punk ain’t supposed to be
airbrushed and pristine, it’s about gritty
rough round the edges expression and
imagination and style. Faded cuttings
or flyers with beer stains on and years
of tacking just makes them more
lovable and precious in my minds eye.
Whether its
Raped at Dingwalls or an
array of vintage Vortex flyers you’ll be
mesmerised by some of the art but
more importantly the supports. This
was a time when the
were knocking out punk flyers
and local heroes Wolverhampton’s
Neon Hearts were supporting the
Monochrome Set
down the smoke.
We had
the Spotty Dogs at the Roxy
the Clash playing a Sid Vicious
benefit at the Electric Ballroom.
at the Acklam Hall complete with typed
manifestos and
Youthinasia at that
long running punk bastion Chats
Palace are just some examples. It
gives you an insight into what was
going on down on the street.  From
high profile punk gigs to sordid little
squats, it’s all here in black ‘n’ white
photo stated glory. Its also very
inspirational, coz I wanna try and do
more myself regarding flyers on the
punk Artifax pages that are still laying
dormant on this site for way too long.
This kinda zine don’t say a lot in text it
don't need too just view the visuals
they speak a thousand words, and
shows you what could and can still be
done with a little imagination, a snifter
of style, some felt pens and some punk
Look out for the follow up issue
Defiant Pose #7 which is coming soon
and promising to give us an indepth
look at UK fanzinedom from 76-84
era....cant wait!
December 2011
Tom Freefall is really getting into these
mammoth verbiage (cheers Mish)  
exercises. He literally smokes, eats
and drinks punk and proves you don’t
have to live in the eye of the storm (e.g
big cities) to really write about punk,
appreciate the decadence or convey
your deepest inspirational moments.
So when Tom puts pencil to paper
(which is his usual method of
documentation) and drones on about it
in a highly positive and sometimes
negative but hilarious way. It makes
you wonder if fellow scribblers like
Marv Gadgie are still buying copies
lol? We need fanzines like
with opinions, not the faceless fence
sitters. And whether or not we agree or
not with him these opinions usually
create a reaction and that is the key to
a good zine. Tom can be a little
blinkered coming from his neu metal
heritage, but hey the kid seen the light,
chopped off those god awful dreads
and now he’s into punk full on and
don’t we just know it! As you trawl
through obscure but relevant book
reviews you know he’s read 'em from
cover to cover. So when we submerge
ourselves into the gig reviews which is
where Tom really does come into his
own. It makes me go red with
embarrassment, as he train hops
relentlessly from one venue to the
next, commuting between Derby, Brum
and Telford, being his main ports of
call. And here’s me moaning about a
poxy 25 minute train ride to Brum to
catch some action. In between
scandalous and salacious news
reports from around the punk globe,
the DVD reviews this time round are
are very Anarcho orientated. So it’s no
surprise the contributions this time
round emanate from Tom’s tape
trading buddy Pablo in Switzerland.
This is the guy who ponced a free
Stench LP off me (via Tom) and
seemed put out coz I asked for a
decent trade, which he could not
supply. I wasn’t after his money or rare
artifacts just wanted sommert I could
appreciate apart from obscure
European Anarcho drudge he tried to
foist upon me that next doors cat
wouldn’t even piss on. He seemed
bemused I actually wanted a trade, as
Stench were a piece of shit on
his shoe and he was doing me a
favour by taking one off me ha! Well
we were shit but thats another story. I
knew the cunt would only probably play
it once as it ain’t PC and most certainly
ain’t his cup of tea, but you know what
these collectors are like. They just
have to have it even if they don’t like it
or play it. In fact they're just like every
other corporate consumer wanting
something fer nothing. Which is
annoying for me as I only have a few
copies left and want em to go to
genuine reprobates who might even
appreciate it.
Stench may not be
highly sought after in Pablo’s record
collecting circles but its cost us a lot of
time (25 years in fact) and effort to put
those albums out, not to mention
financial backup by
Pure Punk
. I'm not a charity for some
high falutin Anarcho guru who hates
CD’s, can just about handle vinyl and
salivates over tapes. We certainly do
pick em don't we? Anyway back to the
zine just thought you’d wanna know
that as you can read of his 6 page life
story from his first involvement into the
dreaded ‘p’ word. Nice also to see a
devoted 10 pages of zine reviews
skimming between oldie’s and loads of
Rantaphon is one of the few
printed zines that I’ve come across that
really does go into detail when he
reviews zines. We then venture into
the subterranean world of comics and
graphic novels before moving to one of
Tom’s ‘bellend attacks’ his words not
mine. This issue it's Brace Belden a
columnist in
MRR who feels the
Shropshire lash, plus
Crass get some
pros and cons, but it was the
crop circle image which really took my
eye in this debate. Nice to see
get another mention, just a
pity the address is still the wrong one
he used last time out lol. Don't forget
each issue comes with a free 72
minute cd punk compilation garnered
from Mr Freefalls expansive collection
and theres always a few goodies on
Issue #7 will be delayed while Tom
moves out of the sticks into his swanky
new Telford bachelor pad, which will by
all accounts feature punk in the decor,
sexy nude babes on its walls and
framed copies of his most treasured
comics, so bear that in mind if you
think he’s dawdling in the local boozer
instead of transcribing his scribbled
notes into his favoured comic sans