What It Do On Some Hot Links?
Bambouche
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I propose a new column for Soul Strut regulars. Titled simply, "What It Do On Some Hot Links?" Think of this as a clusterfuck of do 'the James' (in the spirit of the Ill Noize??? influence lately), 5ives, and "Yo! Check this link out." With a dash of Zagat Survey of Breaks???, eBay auction discussions, sample ID request, All Things | Record-Related, PunkStrut, GothStrut ("Five Anhks"), and Letters to Things & People Links.
Here's how it works:
1. "Would you like the audience back in their seats?"[/b]
(aka, "Dick Clark is a total chode.")
In 1980, PiL (that's Johnny Rotten's post-Sex Pistols band, for you break-centric folks) was invited to perform on Dick Clark's American Bandstand. Before the band appeared on the show, Clark asked Larry White, PiL's tour manager, "What can I expect from this asshole?" referring to Johnny. When PiL performed, Johnny refused to lip-synch along to the pre-recorded music. And worse, he went into the crowd, and on his way back to the stage, he invited the crowd (with a head nod motion) to join him. Nobody followed. Nobody? So he grabbed a girl, pulled her out of the crowd and onto the main stage to dance. He left her, and returned to the crowd. He started yanking people out of the crowd and pushing them on stage (pictured above). That footage is particularly funny, and telling, because it speaks to the whole "mentality" of punk (or whatever you want to call it). Dudes yell "fuck the system" all day long, but when it comes time to Bumrush the Bandstand, they scared. Or, like my man says:
It is a long way, in hierarchical terms, from the boss to his workers, from the star to his fans, or from the politician to his supporters. Some groups have a much more rigid structure than others. But all are founded on the illusion of participation shared by every group member whatever his rank. This illusion is fostered through meetings, insignia, the distribution of minor 'responsibilities', etc. The spurious solidarities maintained by such expedients are often friable. This boyscout mentality is frighteningly pervasive, and it throws up its own stereotypes, its own martyrs, heroes, models, geniuses, thinkers, good niggers, great successes e.g., Tania, Cienfuegos, Brando, Dylan, Sartre, a national darts champion, Lin Piao.
Seriously. Let that shit go... Go out on thin ice.
When the first song is over, Dick greets the band (note the drummer: Martin Atkins. Later to form the industrial supergroup Pigface, who got stupid breaks), and asks Johnny:
"Would you like the audience back in their seats?"
[inaudible answer]
"They're alright here?"
[inaudible answer]
"Oh, they can all come out?"
Dick was pissed. "In my house?" Disrespectafellatin'! Dudes not only fucked up the whole "just act like you're actually playing while we pump some canned music over the speakers" shit, but they rabble-roused the crowd. [Make 'em clap to this.] Who's the audience? Who's the host? Who's the guest? "Whose house is this, anyway?" Perhaps the best Bandstand performance in the history of that sad fucking show. Stick to ringing in the new year, Dick...
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Watch the video.
2. Keith Levene Appreciation[/b]
(aka, "Billets of Aluminum" as a band name)
"I respected my influences enough to never imitate them." -Keith Levene
To follow this trajectory. Keith Levene is in need of an amen. A resume with references like, "Yes," "The Quick Spurts" (paging Phonix), "The Clash," "The Sex Pistols." And that's just through '83. He plays guitar, among other things. And besides playing it well, he chooses them well. File Under: Them Exotic Joints. Not to get all brand happy, but he played Travis Bean and Veleno. The Veleno guitars (Anthony Pearson's idol Todd Rundgren can be seen holding the uber rare Anhk Veleno on the cover of the October '77 issue of Guitar Player -- who's goth?) were the first ever to be made of solid machined billets of aluminum. Aluminum guitars, and shit, man... Whoa? If you missed the only two original Anhk axes made in '76, don't fret, you can cop the reissue right here.
My first experience with an aluminum guitar was in the early '80s, in a basement, of course. I played bass in a horrible punk band. The guitar player had some Travis Bean knock-off. The sound was so raw. He explained it to me like this, "It's aluminum, so it sounds metallic. Plus, I play with a penny instead of a pick. And I turn all the bass off on my amp." Ohhh! Then I heard my first Big Black record, and shit started making sense. This dude was not up to Levene standards, in terms of respecting his influences. He bit that shit straight away. Coincidentally, it was in that dude's Volkswagen bug that I heard Verbal Abuse's "VA Rocks Your Liver" for the first time, a song that -- to this day -- can still make me want to break glass.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Nerds. The Dante Carfagna of Travis Bean enthusiasts. (It's a database tracking the serial number of every guitar they made.)
3. "Mara = Big Dick"[/b]
(aka, Someone Loan Me 4 Grand)
Keith Levene was not nice to his precious guitars. In fact, he can be seen in the American Bandstand video (see #1) smashing the headstock of his Travis Bean into the drummer's cymbals. Chelsea Guitars in NY sold what they claimed was Keith Levene's guitar to Steve Albini in 1990. Albini then took it on tour with Zeni Geva. Zeni Geva autographed it (see picture above).
Steve Albini is selling it. And punk collectors are coming out of the woodwork. Wondering if it is actually Keith's guitar? If Steve will autograph it as well? If it's a hybrid (the neck and body don't share the same serial number) as the result of one of Keith's smashings?
I thought you guys may appreciate the attention to detail. That's all, really.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Shit is on eBay RIGHT NOW for $4,000.
4. "Like A Puppy Dog In A Leaf Pile"[/b]
(aka, What about my modeling career?)
Keeping this trajectory in focus (so far; A
B > PiL > Levene > Travis Bean/Veleno > Steve Albini), there should be a moment of silence for one of the best drummers in the game, Michael Dahlquist. He was the drummer in a punk band named Silkworm. I had the pleasure of seeing this band several times.
On July 15th, Dalquist and two friends (John Glick and Douglas Meis, also notable musicians) were returning to their workplace after lunch when they were killed by Jeanette Sliwinski (pictured above). The 3 gentlemen worked for Shure, Inc., popular manufacturer of microphones. The Chicago Tribune reported Sliwinski had been in a fight with her mother and wanted to "end it all," as she told the emergency rescue team.
While the three friends returning to work after lunch were killed, Sliwinski, a wannabe model, only sustained minor injuries. Cook County court records show Sliwinski pleaded guilty on April 5, 1999 to retail theft and was sentenced to community service. On Jan. 21, 2000, she pleaded guilty to consuming alcohol as a minor and paid a $100 fine, records show.
In a statement released by her attorney, Thomas Needham, Sliwinski said: "I pray and beg for forgiveness from everyone who is saddened by the deaths of Mr. Dahlquist, Mr. Glick and Mr. Meis."
Sliwinski is charged with three counts of first degree murder. Regardless of the sentence she receives, I think it's only fair to ask the Court to order that any image of Sliwinski be superimposed with the phrase, "I AM THE DUMBASS WHO KILLED THE DRUMMER FROM SILKWORM" (See example above.) I call on my fellow Anti-Dumbass People Who Kill Good Fucking Drummers members to follow suit, and invite everyone to listen to Silkworm sometime soon.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Steve Albini wrote a beautiful eulogy for Mr. Dalquist. Read it here.
5. Slow breaks vs. Fast Breaks[/b]
(aka, The Best of Both Worlds)
Can we talk about some fucking breaks or what? Isn't this a "crate digging" site? Jesus Christ! "What you know about that heat?"
I am up to part 4 of my ongoing "Breaks Get Broken" series. My attempt to work as many fucking breaks as possible into one song. The newest one (a rough mix), is a 70 BPM (slow) break interspersed with one bar from 140 BPM (fast) breaks. There are nine breaks, 8 of which are fast. Who can name them all?
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Breaks Get Broken, Part I (Even though it's the third one I worked on?)
Post some hot links, plaese.
Bam
p.s. Is the melody in "My Melody" by Eric B. & Rakim that is so frequently "quoted" an actual sample, or did someone write it in the studio? (I told you there'd be some sample ID shit.)
Here's how it works:
1. "Would you like the audience back in their seats?"[/b]
(aka, "Dick Clark is a total chode.")
In 1980, PiL (that's Johnny Rotten's post-Sex Pistols band, for you break-centric folks) was invited to perform on Dick Clark's American Bandstand. Before the band appeared on the show, Clark asked Larry White, PiL's tour manager, "What can I expect from this asshole?" referring to Johnny. When PiL performed, Johnny refused to lip-synch along to the pre-recorded music. And worse, he went into the crowd, and on his way back to the stage, he invited the crowd (with a head nod motion) to join him. Nobody followed. Nobody? So he grabbed a girl, pulled her out of the crowd and onto the main stage to dance. He left her, and returned to the crowd. He started yanking people out of the crowd and pushing them on stage (pictured above). That footage is particularly funny, and telling, because it speaks to the whole "mentality" of punk (or whatever you want to call it). Dudes yell "fuck the system" all day long, but when it comes time to Bumrush the Bandstand, they scared. Or, like my man says:
It is a long way, in hierarchical terms, from the boss to his workers, from the star to his fans, or from the politician to his supporters. Some groups have a much more rigid structure than others. But all are founded on the illusion of participation shared by every group member whatever his rank. This illusion is fostered through meetings, insignia, the distribution of minor 'responsibilities', etc. The spurious solidarities maintained by such expedients are often friable. This boyscout mentality is frighteningly pervasive, and it throws up its own stereotypes, its own martyrs, heroes, models, geniuses, thinkers, good niggers, great successes e.g., Tania, Cienfuegos, Brando, Dylan, Sartre, a national darts champion, Lin Piao.
Seriously. Let that shit go... Go out on thin ice.
When the first song is over, Dick greets the band (note the drummer: Martin Atkins. Later to form the industrial supergroup Pigface, who got stupid breaks), and asks Johnny:
"Would you like the audience back in their seats?"
[inaudible answer]
"They're alright here?"
[inaudible answer]
"Oh, they can all come out?"
Dick was pissed. "In my house?" Disrespectafellatin'! Dudes not only fucked up the whole "just act like you're actually playing while we pump some canned music over the speakers" shit, but they rabble-roused the crowd. [Make 'em clap to this.] Who's the audience? Who's the host? Who's the guest? "Whose house is this, anyway?" Perhaps the best Bandstand performance in the history of that sad fucking show. Stick to ringing in the new year, Dick...
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Watch the video.
2. Keith Levene Appreciation[/b]
(aka, "Billets of Aluminum" as a band name)
"I respected my influences enough to never imitate them." -Keith Levene
To follow this trajectory. Keith Levene is in need of an amen. A resume with references like, "Yes," "The Quick Spurts" (paging Phonix), "The Clash," "The Sex Pistols." And that's just through '83. He plays guitar, among other things. And besides playing it well, he chooses them well. File Under: Them Exotic Joints. Not to get all brand happy, but he played Travis Bean and Veleno. The Veleno guitars (Anthony Pearson's idol Todd Rundgren can be seen holding the uber rare Anhk Veleno on the cover of the October '77 issue of Guitar Player -- who's goth?) were the first ever to be made of solid machined billets of aluminum. Aluminum guitars, and shit, man... Whoa? If you missed the only two original Anhk axes made in '76, don't fret, you can cop the reissue right here.
My first experience with an aluminum guitar was in the early '80s, in a basement, of course. I played bass in a horrible punk band. The guitar player had some Travis Bean knock-off. The sound was so raw. He explained it to me like this, "It's aluminum, so it sounds metallic. Plus, I play with a penny instead of a pick. And I turn all the bass off on my amp." Ohhh! Then I heard my first Big Black record, and shit started making sense. This dude was not up to Levene standards, in terms of respecting his influences. He bit that shit straight away. Coincidentally, it was in that dude's Volkswagen bug that I heard Verbal Abuse's "VA Rocks Your Liver" for the first time, a song that -- to this day -- can still make me want to break glass.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Nerds. The Dante Carfagna of Travis Bean enthusiasts. (It's a database tracking the serial number of every guitar they made.)
3. "Mara = Big Dick"[/b]
(aka, Someone Loan Me 4 Grand)
Keith Levene was not nice to his precious guitars. In fact, he can be seen in the American Bandstand video (see #1) smashing the headstock of his Travis Bean into the drummer's cymbals. Chelsea Guitars in NY sold what they claimed was Keith Levene's guitar to Steve Albini in 1990. Albini then took it on tour with Zeni Geva. Zeni Geva autographed it (see picture above).
Steve Albini is selling it. And punk collectors are coming out of the woodwork. Wondering if it is actually Keith's guitar? If Steve will autograph it as well? If it's a hybrid (the neck and body don't share the same serial number) as the result of one of Keith's smashings?
I thought you guys may appreciate the attention to detail. That's all, really.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Shit is on eBay RIGHT NOW for $4,000.
4. "Like A Puppy Dog In A Leaf Pile"[/b]
(aka, What about my modeling career?)
Keeping this trajectory in focus (so far; A
B > PiL > Levene > Travis Bean/Veleno > Steve Albini), there should be a moment of silence for one of the best drummers in the game, Michael Dahlquist. He was the drummer in a punk band named Silkworm. I had the pleasure of seeing this band several times.
On July 15th, Dalquist and two friends (John Glick and Douglas Meis, also notable musicians) were returning to their workplace after lunch when they were killed by Jeanette Sliwinski (pictured above). The 3 gentlemen worked for Shure, Inc., popular manufacturer of microphones. The Chicago Tribune reported Sliwinski had been in a fight with her mother and wanted to "end it all," as she told the emergency rescue team.
While the three friends returning to work after lunch were killed, Sliwinski, a wannabe model, only sustained minor injuries. Cook County court records show Sliwinski pleaded guilty on April 5, 1999 to retail theft and was sentenced to community service. On Jan. 21, 2000, she pleaded guilty to consuming alcohol as a minor and paid a $100 fine, records show.
In a statement released by her attorney, Thomas Needham, Sliwinski said: "I pray and beg for forgiveness from everyone who is saddened by the deaths of Mr. Dahlquist, Mr. Glick and Mr. Meis."
Sliwinski is charged with three counts of first degree murder. Regardless of the sentence she receives, I think it's only fair to ask the Court to order that any image of Sliwinski be superimposed with the phrase, "I AM THE DUMBASS WHO KILLED THE DRUMMER FROM SILKWORM" (See example above.) I call on my fellow Anti-Dumbass People Who Kill Good Fucking Drummers members to follow suit, and invite everyone to listen to Silkworm sometime soon.
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Steve Albini wrote a beautiful eulogy for Mr. Dalquist. Read it here.
5. Slow breaks vs. Fast Breaks[/b]
(aka, The Best of Both Worlds)
Can we talk about some fucking breaks or what? Isn't this a "crate digging" site? Jesus Christ! "What you know about that heat?"
I am up to part 4 of my ongoing "Breaks Get Broken" series. My attempt to work as many fucking breaks as possible into one song. The newest one (a rough mix), is a 70 BPM (slow) break interspersed with one bar from 140 BPM (fast) breaks. There are nine breaks, 8 of which are fast. Who can name them all?
What it do on the hot link, you ask? Breaks Get Broken, Part I (Even though it's the third one I worked on?)
Post some hot links, plaese.
Bam
p.s. Is the melody in "My Melody" by Eric B. & Rakim that is so frequently "quoted" an actual sample, or did someone write it in the studio? (I told you there'd be some sample ID shit.)
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Great idea for a weekly thread.
Lately, I've obviously been about some
discussion.
You can have your Food (LP), and eat it too.
Breaks get broken around here.
What it do on a hotlink?: The chicken, the egg, and the cast iron skillet.
I don't know what to do with this thraed man,
with that one incident, the shock and grief still
spreads throughout Chicago musician crowds in regenerating waves.
And the insane Polish girl is from the community...
not quite as abstract as it might seem to a long distance
Silkworm fan.
A Greek Tragedy level human plate-shift completed in an instant.
*Click* Dark.
Maybe we could have Duane Dennison play "Ripple"
by the Grateful Dead
on his old tour Bean
over slow looped Mac McNeilly beats
just to get Albini pissed off again.
*Click* Dark.
Dam dude, that's cool, what do you play?
I don't suppose you'd happen to know "Wild" Bill Herzog from Seattle
area do you? On glasses and upright bass?
Everybody was all still drunk this morning like some kind
Friday Morning Party Patrol, now it's like a fucken morgue in here.
Dead on, Rudy.
What happen?
Shit, I probably saw you, then. I love me some Downer Trio. What's your handle/band/whatever?
Speaking for myself, I listened to Atomizer (conicidentally enough) on the way in, and spent some dead time this afternoon e-searching the veracity of the Jordan, Minnesota episode. Results were inconclusive, but were still enough to extinguish my early-Friday giddy priddy therrily.
Hey, remember the eighties?
i was "out" in general.
and i just looked up "out" in the dictionary, to be clear on the definition, and number two seems to capture it:
out |[/b]adverb
1 moving or appearing to move away from a particular place, esp. one that is enclosed or hidden : he walked out into the street | watch the stars come out.
??? situated or operating in the open air, not in buildings : the search-and-rescue team have been out looking for you.
??? no longer detained in custody or in jail : they would be out on bail in no time.
2 away from one's usual base or residence, (i.e., sleeping in the backseat of a fucking 1973 Chevy Chevelle 350 Big Block, buying underwear at the mall every 4 days, changing in gas station bathrooms, leaving a trail of soiled boxers in your wake) : that dude, i hear he's out.
i probably saw you. but the name doesn't ring a bell.
My homegirl from East Oakland sent me a scan of this postcard that she said reminded her of The Coup logo. She got the postcard from the Mothers of Heroes and Martyrs museum in Leon, Nicaragua.
This site credits the photographer as Orlando Valenzuela, with the title, "Miliciana de Waswalito, Matagalpa 1984." (That page also contains a Vice Magazine ad that steals the image for a corporate celebration for for Playstation's State of Emergency.) A search reveals the image was memorialized in this portrait.
Most of the other sites I found were in Spanish. Can anyone with a command of the language (In my high school, Spanish was part of the "foreign language/fine art" requirement, meaning, I could take Guitar 101 for two years and hesh-out with the other death metal scumfucks and still get "fine art" credit. All together now: INFAMOUS! BUTCHER! Needless to say, my foreign language is limited to gutteral screams of the demoniac nature.) help me in finding out more about this photograph, the photographer, and the circumstances?
Does it remind you of The Coup logo?
If revolutionary women breastfeeding with machine guns ain't your thing, you need to check out Troy's Mixtape of Love. So sincere. An open letter to his girl on their six month anniversary. "You're in me Melissa..." Shit is so painful. But, you really have to stick with it -- even though you won't want to -- until the 5 minute mark, because Troy gets open on some horndog freestyle, "Maybe a kiss, if you want, but for sure a hug, but maybe a kiss if you wanted to. Now that would be a dream come true."
Oh, and do any of the dudes from First Blood post here? Taking that rap shit back to the streets, son!
breaks breaks breaks. hmmmmm. maybe i'll post up some breaks tonight and we can play a "name that break" game.
This poster was everywhere in liberal commmunities during the Reagan years. I always assumed that is was the source for the COUPs logo. damn that brings back some bad memories like El Salvador and Iran-Contra.