Punk Rock Colleague & Historian and Professional Consultant
Hudley Flipside
March 1 2025
LA Zine Fest
I was forced to come to this event by a fanatical fanzine person and his friend. Trust Fanzine and Razorcake. Jan Rohlk and Daryl Gussin were table sitting for fanatical music fanzines.
While engaging Facebook, some friends’ posts brought up the world of Fanzines. Last year in LA I went to a fanzine event. It was fun to see individuals sharing their passions again without big media involved.
Yet in the mid-1980s it was a way for a scene to plug into a culture that was deep and a constant variable of uniqueness. No politically correct or nice. Yet I found things that were endearing to me.
We listed the fanzines we got every two months or so.
I am so proud of our once-underground culture still. I miss the strong current of communication all by way of the POBox.
Before the computer and I know if you were there you know what I am talking about.
For me it was a constant kaleidoscope of reading and typing and going to the POBox to pick up the mail.
Now I feel out of step with our current world. Always an intensity that is so alarming. I am glad I have my little oasis to keep me grounded.
Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine will always be moving around my psyche. Like riding my mustang on the hills of the Santa Monica Mountains or pushing my kids as young boys in the supermarket shopping cart.
Getting older is nice to reflect on deeds done and things created. Friends, family, and fans.
But as this song shares…. I feel out of step with the world too. As a young punk or an old one.
Three pages from Los Angles Flipside Fanzine # 38
These songs evoke memories of past debates among punks, highlighting their unique sacrifices and nonconformist identities.
It was my pleasure to see the conflict between bands. Their ideologies of freedom and sacrifice. About drink, drugs and tattoos and the stoic realities that left many of us punks to think for ourselves… ya that was a hell of a lot of fun for a nobody punk chick like me.
