A blast from the past… read with a magnifying glass.
Just having some fun reading over this. It was written back in the 1980s when I felt the need to make the things we were selling understandable in my rude punk way. It was not easy being a female punk around bands, records collectors and all the people who were tough as gram crackers. I am sure pissing off others was not something I tried to do but most likely did. Yet I was the nicer one most times.
I still have the original and it is falling apart so I have it now in a video I made up.
I like going over and keeping my mind fresh on these memories. I am amazed at how many shows I went to. It overwhelms me now as it did then but it was all documented so that makes it nicer still.
I am not a professional actor so reading this was hard to do but I like the cockiness of it.
I was well trained and initiated in the art of one “who caused considerable trouble.”
All Flipside persons’ are… and that is just how it goes.
~ Hudley
Documenting what has already been documented…. as a original source person who was there doing the documenting … as a girl.
Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine # 54 Ten Year Anniversary Issue Facebook Page is obsolete. But here one can see all items available on my WordPress Site available for sell! ⭐️🏵️😸!
I was practicing my HeartMath meditation. I looked up to see the heart reflection in my curtain. I never noticed it before.
It seems that I found an answer to my problem today. Sometimes we try too hard for goodness in the world. We can get bit in the butt by an uncomfortable opposition.
Also if we are out of balance and being nasty and uncomfortably angry and sad, sometimes something very wonderful can hop in our lap.
Life is about balancing out the opposites or opposite forces. It is not easy as you well know.
Sometimes one has to say goodbye to old friends and wait for new ones.
Ideals change as well as hopes. Intelligence and integrity can move away and be far from reach.
Unclear points in life and unknown facts can make life cruel. Yet hanging on to real allies is a gift that illumines my soul.
As the sound of a flute that joins our hearts together in hope of a more loving world !
Update. I have melanoma and now on for surgery and possible other options to kill the cancer.
As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.
~ Carl Jung
I have studied at universities the value of sacred texts and myths older than the patriarchs. I have been a probationer with the Rosicrucian Fellowship longer than forty years and learned of the creation of the cosmos, astrology, and the journey of our souls and of evolution and rebirth.
I have visited the underworld where darkness I did escape back into the light. I know the medicine wheel where Buffalo whispers in my ear of the wonders of bravery.
I have dreamed of the Thyrsus and watched bees. Knowing both have blessed my heart as they collect nectar of the soul and flowers. Teaching me about nature.
I created two beings in my womb and have taken on the responsibilities as a wife and mother. I create with the wonder of my youth and education. I have known misery and despair and bliss and orgasmic wonders. I have experienced the death of my loved ones and also the death of love.
I also have endured many things. I see the good and wonderful as well.
All these things are within me and help me to travel this journey of life. We own nothing. Everything is temporary and a gift.
Yet this waiting on biopsy of a possible Melanoma skin cancer is a bit overwhelming.
It started out as a new mole on my left upper arm about five years ago. The shape of a dark brown heart. I thought to myself, affirming,
“I don’t remember this?”
Yet it has changed over the last few months. And so, I took responsibility as I am turning 65 this May to take care of myself and address myself squarely as well as my mortality.
It could be nothing, or it could be a minor surgery to remove it, or it could be much more dangerous.
Robert Dean Stockwell (March 5, 1936 – November 7, 2021)
Punk rock Debunked …I remember hearing Darby Crash say his father was the kid with green hair who was in the film The Boy with Green hair.
I thought it was funny, Yet I heard the gossip spread around as things tend to. Well currently while I was studying a particular actor that I like, not only did I find that he was an environmental activist, but that he was in fact the boy who played the part.
Dean Stockwell was the kid with green hair who played the boy in the film The Boy with Green Hair. He played a lot of acting parts as a kid. I think he is so fun to see through his years of films and TV series. He was the best of character actors.
1968… wow I remember this like yesterday… at 10 years old. I remember all the flower children. Topanga Canyon to the PCH. We would hang out and watch them… endlessly on the streets. It was so real… more than a film …. but it does bring back memories. I have nothing against flower children or hippies… they were pretty cool. Which is why I am a pacifist to this day. One of my brothers was a flower child for as long as the scene lasted.
Going to San Francisco in the early 1980s hippies would still walk up and ask if you wanted some acid. Also taking the subway in San Jose old hippies still were living the life. They smelled bad and were not too curious about the young punks around them. Sometimes you could start up a conversation.
I still wrestle with my punk rock devil … yet spinning the files randomly this popped up… not everyone will understand this, but keeping my “animus in amber” is not an easy thing for any woman to do, Jungian wise… but I am working on it.
30 Million-Year-Old Praying Mantis Is Preserved in Pristine Piece of Amber
I am cleaning up some of my pages here on my site. I was surprised to find this podcast still available. It was a time when I was reclaiming my punk rock heritage. I could feel the punk nostalgia hitting back in 2008.
Now it has taken full circle and there are more experts, new documentarians and other people taking a historic look at Punk Rock. Even… some museums cough cough. It is all good I guess but I hate to see punk exploited for money and sometimes a rewriting of history can be witnessed.
Yet since this interview with Tod, I have achieved my goals. For example, KFJC DJ Hudley Flipside for Flipside Radio tape One through 13 is up and running,
I published a new paperback edition of Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine # 54 our Ten-Year Anniversary Issue in 2019. And the side kick My Punkalullaby memoir is also available.
I think I have voiced myself clearly when it comes to punk rock and my history with this phenomenon quite clearly.
Numerous stories and narratives on my WordPress blog not to forget the creation story of Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine the Narrative Documentary / Film EpeisodionOne, Two and Three. Now complete and for free viewing on my YouTube Channel.
I want to thank Todd Taylor back then when I was really wrestling with my punk rock devil. Todd believed in me and helped me to find my voice once more.
To believe in that wild youthful punk chick that I once was, when I ran with such an interesting crowd of characters, bands and even some endearing friends, even to this day.
To those punker friends who have passed away since … I miss their clever and humorous ways. Yet at times they mysteriously stand by whispering in my ear egging me on as always!
Todd Taylor and Hudley
Click below to listen…. it is still up…. (10-14/24)
* I placed as a Finalist in the April 2023 Competition. So much art… yet the renegotiation is satisfying. Below is the inspiration. A quote from a book.
“One day, having noticed my covetous gaze, he presented me with a tiny golden pendant of my own-two bees entwined together around a tiny honeycomb. It glistened in the sun light, so rich and burnished that I thought the minute drop of honey would melt and slide away in the heat.”
Daedalus gives Ariadne a gift. ~ Ariadne Page 7, by Jennifer Saint.
“Entries from many countries across the world: South Korea, Hong Kong, Ukraine, USA, Taiwan, Austria, Italy, Canada, Poland, Singapore, South Africa and Portugal. Enjoy the show and thank you for expressing an interest in our competition.”
I have often been afraid or uneasy or did not believe in competition. The means of doing anything is an obligation I took for myself and the world a long time ago. Acknowledgement is a new feeling for me, and I like it.
What really turns me on here is that so many countries unite through sharing their art in a competition without hate or dismay. That the world can join here in peace and beauty and reflection.
This is so good. That is why I love my WordPress site. It lets individuals communicate all around the world. Communication is the key to peace and though we can get angry, expression is always best. Creative expression is our superior and the best of our collective human nature.
It says pencil in the competition. It is pencil, sharpie pen ink and watercolor.
American dollars and weapons gleam Support another corrupt regime Human rights long out of style Another killing another farce-trial Intervention All the millions spent in aid Spent on the war parade Technological march of death Finalize a child’s last breath Intervention War-monger leaders in search of glory Make their blood mark on history As the children die of malnutrition Another child killed by Some political position Intervention
A nice line up of bands…. really awesome… Thanks… and all my punk love and beyond.
1987 was a rough time for me punk wise. I had a few miscarriages, and we did not have any medical coverage at the time. We were not young anymore and hitting close to turning 30. Some of our staff had it easy still living at home with their folks while Al and I struggled to keep each issue, video and record moving down the production-project-line.
As I have said many times before there were a lot of hands in the Flipside cookie jar and bands were an ‘overwhelming wipe-out.’ Always under a wave of needs.
Our neighbors we lived next to in the same courtyard were turning into monsters. Yet we moved on… even after the 1987 Whittier Earthquake hit hard. Our office had a pile of records, images, books, computer stuff as tall as the ceiling. It took forever to clean up.
Our neighbors on either side lived outside for a few months which made the neighborhood scary.
The Flipside machine kept up the work regardless of earthquakes, miscarriages, or any other drama.
I was getting tired of the violent art that most punk bands were putting out in their work. It got very uncreative and redundant. Yet, I know many talented people were all doing their best. Considerably more talented than I but then again they did not own this Fanzine.
I came up with two of my first “Flopside Cartoon Characters” then. Doomis Day and Roonski Cat. I used them a lot as little doodles in our Fanzine.
So being that staff person Joy was pushing her talent all over the place I took a stand and put my goofy art on the cover of this Vinyl Fanzine. I was having fun and trying to move away from the usual cover images I was enduring.
Doomis Day was of course a rendering of Doris Day. Roonski cat came with a loud giant ghetto blaster. These two characters were off- beat and annoying.
Doodles at their best. A little bit of “those who caused considerable trouble” still echoing through Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine and beyond!
Punk Rock Historian & colleague and Professional Consultant
Hudley Flipside
Maybe a cliché or fuck up, or glitch will be found… my burning tears… always found in an honest Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine project or on a vinyl record played too many times….
My celebration today…
A Hudley Flipside Editorial
Rodney on the ROQ vinyl band compilation. Vol. 1-3
Issue 21
Flipside Fanzine 21
December 1980
Brooke Shields – Introduction
Agent Orange – Bloodstains
Adolescents – Amoeba
Circle Jerks – Wild In The Streets
U.X.A. – Tragedies
Klan – Pushin’ Too Hard
Black Flag – No Values
Rik L Rik – The Outback
Crowd – Right Time
David Microwave – I Don’t Want To Hold You
The Nuns – Wild
Fender Buddies – Furry Friend
Vidiots – Laurie’s Lament
Simpletones – T.V. Love
New York, Surprise! – Is That All There Is?
Issue 28
Flipside Fanzine 28
November 1981
Target 13 – Rodney on the ROQ
Social Distortion – 1945
Shattered Faith – Right Is Right
Black Flag – Rise Above
Minutemen – Search
Redd Kross – Burn Out
CH3 – You Lie
Agent Orange – Mr. Moto
Red Rockers – Dead Heroes
Unit 3 + Venus – B.O.Y.S.
The Stepmothers – Where Is the Dream
Gleaming Spires – Are You Ready For the Sex Girls
The Little Girls – The Earthquake Song
Levi and The Rockats- Ready to Rock
Twisted Roots – Snaked
Geza X – We Need More Power
Issue 35
Flipside Fanzine 35
November 1982
Kent State – Radio Moscow
Ill Repute – Clean Cut American Kid
J.F.A. – Preppy
Channel 3 – Seperate Peace
Catch 22 – Stop The Cycle
Pariah – Up To Us
Red Scare – Streetlife
No Crisis – She’s Into The Scene
Rudi – Crimson
Unit 3 with Venus – Pajama Party
Bangles – Bitchen Summer (Speedway)
Action Now – Try
Signals – Gotta Let Go
Gayle Welch – Day Of Age
Radio Music – Johnny Angel / New Dance
David Hines – Land Of 1,000 Dances
Rodney On The ROQ Volume One, Two and Three.
Rodney On the ROQ Volume One, Two and Three. (1980s)
Flipside Fanzine Inserts.
Looking back on the covers of these three compilations brings a smile to my face. Picture this: “Young girls on the covers” – it was definitely an uncomfortable experience for me! However, I am excited to say that we experienced a wonderful evolution with the arrival of Flipside and Gasatanka Records.
Flipside / Gasatanka Records and just Flipside Records in the vibrant 1980s era, we witnessed a creative surge that was both exciting and transformative. The label, which was eventually formed later, resonated deeply with all of us at Gasatanka and Flipside, capturing the essence of the underground music scene. This connection fostered a sense of community and innovation, allowing us to explore eclectic sounds and foster talent that challenged the norms of the time. Through collaboration and a shared vision, we aimed to elevate music that truly embodied the spirit of artistic freedom and expression that defined that remarkable decade.