Hardcore lives.
R.I.P. Jesus Emmanuel Talavera, "Cachito"
1987-2010
I'll meet you overboard, brother.
Status Update
Things have been busy around the E/S camp. Ups. Downs. Real busy. New regular updates should be coming as we get closer to the new year. In the meantime, check out my boys from Bitter End's tour blog from their current dates with Madball over at DecibelMag.
http://www.decibelmagazine.com/tours/bitter-end-tour-diary-i/
Hardcore lives.
R.I.P. Jesus Emmanuel Talavera, "Cachito"
1987-2010
I'll meet you overboard, brother.
Hardcore lives.
R.I.P. Jesus Emmanuel Talavera, "Cachito"
1987-2010
I'll meet you overboard, brother.
FALLCORE 2010
10 years. For the past decade, Houston, TX's HateTank Productions has been organizing an annual gathering of Texas Hardcore's finest, oldheads and youngbloods, at the Fallcore Fest. This year is looking to be a great time. Willow and crew have got a solid line-up together. If you're in the area, this is not a show to overlook.
WAR TXHC!
Legacy of Seasons
San Antonio, TX has become host to metallic hardcore 5-piece, BOTFLY. My brother in Eternal Summer, Dustin, fronts this clevo-influenced powerhouse. Riddled with Holy Terroristic images and sounds, the band self-released a limited demo which donned a 4P spraypainted cover. The demo included 3 songs of ripping hc and closed out with a noise track. Some of the demo songs have been re-recorded along with newer material for the band's deput EP, I: Shining Path, which they will be releasing themselves. Their shows have been known to include black body paint, stage lights and smoke canisters, and they are guaranteed to please. If you like Cleveland hardcore, be sure to check this band out, or a swarm of actual botfly larvae will be found in your scrotum.http://www.myspace.com/legacyofseasons
Judgement Day will soon follow...
A word to the wise, listen to the Impalers. Ripping hardcore rock'n'roll from Austin, TX featuring members of Mammoth Grinder and Hatred Surge. They have played a couple of shows, but I've yet to catch them. Their live show is supposed to be wild from what I've heard, though. A 5-song cassette is out and available for purchase.
FFO: Motorhead, Venom and Discharge
For those who didn't go to the house show last Friday at Artillery Sq., you done fucked up.
FFO: Motorhead, Venom and Discharge
Straight Edge.
Happy Edge Day.
From the mouth of Drew x Blood:
At first I thought Edge Day as a real thing was pretty silly, but after seeing how many people are butthurt that people still care about being edge I'm all for it. Your stupid fucking alcohol ads and cigarette smoke and drug talk invades my every day life. You can deal with one day of xxx status updates. There's my rant for the year.
DIE YOUNG (TX) Discography Tape
Die Young has always been one of my favorite hardcore bands. I saw them at my first real hardcore show, and had the pleasure of becoming good friends with Daniel and his band of globetrotters over the years. I, along with others, believe they were never fully appreciated by the hardcore scene as a whole, but regardless of your politics, you can't help but admire a band that was capable of doing as much as this band did in their 7 year existence. Their last show was an intimate affair, and I'm very proud to say I was present.
-xSHJx
One of the hardest working bands of the last decade. A band I feel never got the recognition they deserved for the accomplishments they made. They averaged over 100 shows a year, toured all over the globe, and wrote some of the most sincere, passionate and inspiring hardcore you'll come across.
For fans of Trial, Integrity, Buried Alive, Catharsis etc. If you still need your wake up call.
http://www.myspace.com/dieyoungtxhc
you get 45 songs clocking in at just over 80 minutes. The only recordings not included on the tape are the 4 demo tracks which were rerecorded for the release of The Message. Instead you get the original recordings.
Hand painted and screen printed tapes come in a handmade gatefold package, with a slip cover, featuring black-on-black artwork, which is impossible to take a picture of.There will also be 25 available with a photozine, containing over 100 show posters,
news articles from overseas, live shots, and some other cool stuff. All rich-black prints on thick ass cardstock, and a full color cover.http://eradicatereleases.blogspot.com/
http://eradicatereleases.blogspot.com/
http://eradicatereleases.blogspot.com/
This doesn't come with a download code, so if you're not into tapes, you can
still get all of their recordings on cd or vinyl through:
http://www.revhq.com/
http://www.interpunk.com/
and various others.
And check out Band Of Mercy:
http://www.hs.facebook.com/pages/Band-of-Mercy-the-band/130053330369316?v=info
Henry Rollins: The Iron
I believe that the definition of definition is reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself.
Completely.
When I was young I had no sense of myself. All I was, was a product of all the fear and humiliation I suffered. Fear of my parents. The humiliation of teachers calling me "garbage can" and telling me I'd be mowing lawns for a living. And the very real terror of my fellow students. I was threatened and beaten up for the color of my skin and my size. I was skinny and clumsy, and when others would tease me I didn't run home crying, wondering why. I knew all too well. I was there to be antagonized. In sports I was laughed at. A spaz. I was pretty good at boxing but only because the rage that filled my every waking moment made me wild and unpredictable. I fought with some strange fury. The other boys thought I was crazy.
I hated myself all the time. As stupid at it seems now, I wanted to talk like them, dress like them, carry myself with the ease of knowing that I wasn't going to get pounded in the hallway between classes. Years passed and I learned to keep it all inside. I only talked to a few boys in my grade. Other losers. Some of them are to this day the greatest people I have ever known. Hang out with a guy who has had his head flushed down a toilet a few times, treat him with respect, and you'll find a faithful friend forever. But even with friends, school sucked. Teachers gave me hard time. I didn't think much of them either.
Then came Mr. Pepperman, my advisor. He was a powerfully built Vietnam veteran, and he was scary. No one ever talked out of turn in his class. Once one kid did and Mr. P. lifted him off the ground and pinned him to the blackboard. Mr. P. could see that I was in bad shape, and one Friday in October he asked me if I had ever worked out with weights. I told him no. He told me that I was going to take some of the money that I had saved and buy a hundred-pound set of weights at Sears. As I left his office, I started to think of things I would say to him on Monday when he asked about the weights that I was not going to buy. Still, it made me feel special. My father never really got that close to caring. On Saturday I bought the weights, but I couldn't even drag them to my mom's car. An attendant laughed at me as he put them on a dolly.
Monday came and I was called into Mr. P.'s office after school. He said that he was going to show me how to work out. He was going to put me on a program and start hitting me in the solar plexus in the hallway when I wasn't looking. When I could take the punch we would know that we were getting somewhere. At no time was I to look at myself in the mirror or tell anyone at school what I was doing. In the gym he showed me ten basic exercises. I paid more attention than I ever did in any of my classes. I didn't want to blow it. I went home that night and started right in.
Weeks passed, and every once in a while Mr. P. would give me a shot and drop me in the hallway, sending my books flying. The other students didn't know what to think. More weeks passed, and I was steadily adding new weights to the bar. I could sense the power inside my body growing. I could feel it.
Right before Christmas break I was walking to class, and from out of nowhere Mr. Pepperman appeared and gave me a shot in the chest. I laughed and kept going. He said I could look at myself now. I got home and ran to the bathroom and pulled off my shirt. I saw a body, not just the shell that housed my stomach and my heart. My biceps bulged. My chest had definition. I felt strong. It was the first time I can remember having a sense of myself. I had done something and no one could ever take it away. You couldn't say shit to me.
It took me years to fully appreciate the value of the lessons I have learned from the Iron. I used to think that it was my adversary, that I was trying to lift that which does not want to be lifted. I was wrong. When the Iron doesn't want to come off the mat, it's the kindest thing it can do for you. If it flew up and went through the ceiling, it wouldn't teach you anything. That's the way the Iron talks to you. It tells you that the material you work with is that which you will come to resemble. That which you work against will always work against you.
It wasn't until my late twenties that I learned that by working out I had given myself a great gift. I learned that nothing good comes without work and a certain amount of pain. When I finish a set that leaves me shaking, I know more about myself. When something gets bad, I know it can't be as bad as that workout.
I used to fight the pain, but recently this became clear to me: pain is not my enemy; it is my call to greatness. But when dealing with the Iron, one must be careful to interpret the pain correctly. Most injuries involving the Iron come from ego. I once spent a few weeks lifting weight that my body wasn't ready for and spent a few months not picking up anything heavier than a fork. Try to lift what you're not prepared to and the Iron will teach you a little lesson in restraint and self-control.
I have never met a truly strong person who didn't have self-respect. I think a lot of inwardly and outwardly directed contempt passes itself off as self-respect: the idea of raising yourself by stepping on someone's shoulders instead of doing it yourself. When I see guys working out for cosmetic reasons, I see vanity exposing them in the worst way, as cartoon characters, billboards for imbalance and insecurity. Strength reveals itself through character. It is the difference between bouncers who get off strong-arming people and Mr.Pepperman.
Muscle mass does not always equal strength. Strength is kindness and sensitivity. Strength is understanding that your power is both physical and emotional. That it comes from the body and the mind. And the heart.
Yukio Mishima said that he could not entertain the idea of romance if he was not strong. Romance is such a strong and overwhelming passion, a weakened body cannot sustain it for long. I have some of my most romantic thoughts when I am with the Iron. Once I was in love with a woman. I thought about her the most when the pain from a workout was racing through my body.
Everything in me wanted her. So much so that sex was only a fraction of my total desire. It was the single most intense love I have ever felt, but she lived far away and I didn't see her very often. Working out was a healthy way of dealing with the loneliness. To this day, when I work out I usually listen to ballads.
I prefer to work out alone. It enables me to concentrate on the lessons that the Iron has for me. Learning about what you're made of is always time well spent, and I have found no better teacher. The Iron had taught me how to live. Life is capable of driving you out of your mind. The way it all comes down these days, it's some kind of miracle if you're not insane. People have become separated from their bodies. They are no longer whole.
I see them move from their offices to their cars and on to their suburban homes. They stress out constantly, they lose sleep, they eat badly. And they behave badly. Their egos run wild; they become motivated by that which will eventually give them a massive stroke. They need the Iron Mind.
Through the years, I have combined meditation, action, and the Iron into a single strength. I believe that when the body is strong, the mind thinks strong thoughts. Time spent away from the Iron makes my mind degenerate. I wallow in a thick depression. My body shuts down my mind.
The Iron is the best antidepressant I have ever found. There is no better way to fight weakness than with strength. Once the mind and body have been awakened to their true potential, it's impossible to turn back.
The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you're a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.
Originally printed in Details Magazine, January 1993.
Darin Johnson's First Concert
http://www.myspace.com/oneagainstmanytx
Dead Reprise - the Unveiling
Hailing from the cold north [Örebro, Sweden], Dead Reprise have just released their 2nd full-length record titled, the Unveiling. Recorded at the legendary The Abyss [Amon Amarth, Dark Funeral, Celtic Frost, etc.] and released in Europe on Monument Records with GTR Records handling the US release, the Unveiling is 11 songs of relentless, embittered hardcore which is a follow-up to their 2007 full-length, Day of Defiance [GSR]. The artwork was done by Dave Quiggle of No Innocent Victim who has had his work grace many album covers, t-shirts and pieces of flesh. The band just did a string of shows in August throughout Europe in support of the record which was released on July 24th.
From the beginning, the Unveiling hits hard at an unnerving pace with the aptly titled, Unleash the Havoc. A pace which Dead Reprise manages to maintain strongly throughout the entire record without its consistency becoming tired. They utilize tempo changes which would keep any hardcore kid moving, and roughly seven minutes into the record, they slow things down on Deliverance and show a bit of their metal influence with this short interlude that clocks in just under a minute. Immediately, the record gets back on track with Against the Tide. Even though their sound has a metallic edge to it, their songwriting remains true to their hardcore roots. Solid, straight forward riffs drive this record, down to some very crushing breaks. The aural assault does not end there. The Famine features guest vocals from one of the most vicious voices in hardcore. Clevo legend, Human Furnace assists in the madness. The Unveiling does not let up, not even up to its final moments on Wolves Disguised. This record is an all out attack of heavy hardcore. A must have for your lifting days and/or to intensify your road rage. This one is not for the weak.
http://www.myspace.com/gtrrecords
https://www.monumenthq.se/
Album art taken from http://www.davequiggle.com/
Plus Minus
To continue with my current MTL kick, here's a vid of Plus Minus doing their thing in Montreal during their weekend with MERAUDER.
MTLHC MMX
Montreal, Quebec has been a hotspot for great hardcore in the past couple of years. Some definite bands of note would have to be Omegas, PlusMinus and Enforcers. Much love to the Lifers Crew. If you get a chance, definitely check these bands out. I'm going to see about getting some words from my boy Tremblay about the current state of affairs in the MTL soon.
ENFORCERS have posted their Demo MMX to BandCamp and have it available as a free download. Be sure to cop that. Legit.
http://enforcersmtlhc.bandcamp.com/
LIFERS LIFE
ENFORCERS have posted their Demo MMX to BandCamp and have it available as a free download. Be sure to cop that. Legit.
Titan Blood
From the depths of the humid hell that is Houston, TX comes another outlet of rage from some of the guys who brought you the Burden. Titan Blood brings you their blend of Oi and punk rock via a 3-song cassette which will be available shortly. In the meantime they have posted two of the songs to a Facebook page. If you still own a pair of steel-toed boots and remain shaved for battle, this is for you.
Titan Blood Collective
Take My Pound of Flesh and Sleep Well
http://metastasisrecords.com/
http://metastasisrecords.com/
The record drops August 31st, but is now currently available as a digital download for only $3 through the Metastasis Records site. If you don't wish to purchase it, you can stream it for free on the BandCamp page.
http://metastasisrecords.bandcamp.com/
the Bane/Trapped Under Ice show in Austin is going to serve as our record release show, and we will be doing several shows around Texas to support the record locally in the days that follow.
Shirts will also be available shortly.
You can also listen to some of the rough demo tracks of the EP and some unreleased tracks on our Myspace and/or Facebook page.
http://www.myspace.com/oneagainstmanytx
http://www.facebook.com/oneagainstmanytx
Also, for your listening pleasure, here is a demo with some of the EP tracks and an unreleased SSD cover.
http://www.mediafire.com/?dfy22qt5tnt
...and a live recording from our show at the Spotted Dick House in East Austin.
http://www.mediafire.com/?l0knkyddoym
GoonLife2k10
outsiders get sacked up in ditches.
the burden collective.
goon life.
eternal skvmmer.
I'm at the end of the world...
http://www.myspace.com/nightsiegehttp://www.myspace.com/nightsiege
http://www.myspace.com/nightsiege
Shattering the silence
I felt this news was important enough to halt my non-posting status, so listen up...
ICEPICK, one of Europe's finest hardcore acts, has finally returned to break the silence out of their camp these past four years. Some of you might recall the interview I did with their drummer, Alfons, which made mention of new material and aspirations of touring the US of A. I am beyond excited that these, previously, unrecorded songs are getting to see the light of day. I look forward to what Icepick will be doing in the near future, and still hold out hope that they will make it to the US one day.
For those of you in Europe, Icepick will be playing a show on August 8th, 2010 at Innocent alongside Bitter End, New Morality, Strength for a Reason, Hammer Bros and Punishment, amongst others.
ICEPICK, one of Europe's finest hardcore acts, has finally returned to break the silence out of their camp these past four years. Some of you might recall the interview I did with their drummer, Alfons, which made mention of new material and aspirations of touring the US of A. I am beyond excited that these, previously, unrecorded songs are getting to see the light of day. I look forward to what Icepick will be doing in the near future, and still hold out hope that they will make it to the US one day.
For those of you in Europe, Icepick will be playing a show on August 8th, 2010 at Innocent alongside Bitter End, New Morality, Strength for a Reason, Hammer Bros and Punishment, amongst others.
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