Brother butt is it art?

Flopside COmics
Art Class

I remember one day waiting for the stores to open. I was parked in-front of an Art Store. I knew the joint was closed but watched a guy go up to the door and pull on it. Before he did this he tossed his cigarette butt to the ground. Once he found out the place was closed he went looking for it on the dirty asphalt jungle street. I watched as he looked for it, found it and picked it up. It was still hot and he walked away smoking it. This image is inspired by the man and the cigarette butt…glory hallelujah!!

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Butt is it art?

comic relief…

A little good news today !!

Guide to the Flipside Collection:

http://catalog.rockhall.com/catalog/ARC-0451#custodhist

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  • The Flip Side Collection consists of ephemera related to Los Angeles’ Flip Side fanzine, including 20 stickers with seven different designs, business cards, a distribution letter and flyer, a Fanzine Nation letter, photocopy of an article by Jeff O’Neill in the Rio Hondo College publication El Paisano entitled “Punk Rock: The Sick Shall Inherit the Earth” from February 24, 1978, and the Summer 2012 issue (#45) of Colorado’s Dagger fanzine that contains an interview with Flip Side staffers Patrick DiPuccio and Holly Hudson [Holly Kowalewski, Holly Cornell]. Also included in the collection is a document created by donor DiPuccio describing the items in the collection at length. The Flip Side Collection provides a business context to the fanzine. Seen in a broader context, the collection highlights the do-it-yourself aesthetic of 1970s punk fanzines and illustrates their evolution into the new millennium.

    Curiosity of PaT DiPuccio

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum

Rock Fight Curated By Timothy White

The event was a dualistic creative assembly of many works from photographers

 

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Carlos Palomino In Training by Theo Ehret. and Mike Ness by Edward Colver

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Been staying local for some time but territorial pissing can be a drag, so tonight was a dash to do something different on a whim. An invite, art and continuity of friendship aroused those taking a risk feelings again. Yes the 101 was heavy with traffic at 5:30 PM; but we could use the extra time for finding a place to park. Easing the stress with a pint before the event is always a reasonably social thing to do. So around the corner was a delightful Pub with a kind-hearted giant bouncer hanging outside the door.

Guinness will do thank you or maybe a Firestone.

We arrived there early but the rats from the press smelled the cheese first. When we came back to the event a bouncer was courteous and remembered us.

A Pub is where the heart is...in case you lost yours !!
A Pub is where the heart is…in case you have lost it…
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George Foreman Training for The Rumble In The Jungle by Theo Ehret and Iggy Pop by Ebet Roberts.

The photography was large, clean, and in your face. The general motif was a compare and contrast between boxers and musicians. The event was a dualistic creative assembly of many works from photographers. The building was rather small but was filled to the rim with a mixture of all ages; video cameras and technology galore with the usual turned up nose.

A rip current moved towards the host of this event.

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Henry Rollins by Hudley

I must admit after all these years it was a goal of mine to shake his hand and give him a hug. A couple of synchronicities happened recently to inspire this need; a picture of him smiling and a lonely article in the local LA Weekly rag.

Hedgemon Lewis and Armando Through The Ropes by Theo Ehrel and Elton John by Berrie Wentzell
Hedgemon Lewis and Armando Through The Ropes by Theo Ehrel and Elton John by Berrie Wentzell

The heart the host lacked must have been misplaced, even though he gets credit for being accessible.

The broken heart of Punk Rock..
Sid Vicious By Bob Gruen, Dallas circa 1978.

I watched as youngsters bathed in his lecturing discourse like he was a professor of something. I gave him a hand shake and hug. He didn’t seem to understand that the images on the wall were all from 25 something years ago just like both of us. The heart the host lacked must have been misplaced because the bouncer at the pub around the corner had heart. He glowed with integrity, muse and love. Yes lost by the host of this event.  Too bad because overall we had a great time. I am getting a taste in my mouth for another event like this one…soon.

Mil Mascaras The Original Luchadore by Theo Ehret and Debbie Harry/ Pink by Bob Gruen
Mil Mascaras The Original Luchadore by Theo Ehret and Debbie Harry/ Pink by Bob Gruen

All images of this event are changed to black and white for this layout only, the original images are full color. (Except for my image)

The Paisley Underground

Salvation Army Flipside Fanzine


The Three O’ Clock are playing at the Glass House tonight in Pomona CA. which is more than an hour and 7 minutes from where I live, but with traffic much more on the way there. This means if I want to drink some beer that is a hell of a risk that I would be taking on the way back, late in the wee hours of morn. Ya, when I was a youngster nothing would stop me from seeing my favorite bands. Critical thinking has really ruined my fun life. I feel blessed that I saw this band many times in my youth. They are a unique band who are now associated with the Paisley Underground; but they got their momentum from the early Los Angeles underground punk rock scene. We loved them. Their music dazzled us.  They once called themselves the Salvation Army.

As the story goes, I was very nasty to them when they changed their name. I apologize now with all my heart… also about the religious candle too with Jesus on it.  I made fun of it at Mr. Ricky Start aka Michael Quercio parents’ home.  I am sorry. The Bangs (Bangles) and The Salvation Army rained hard on the Los Angeles punk rock scene in the early 80s. It was always changing, a penumbra of style and ideologies. We were all growing up together.  This is when I learned that just because you loved a band, supported a band and offered them free promotion did not mean you had any rights to how they saw life. I found out the hard way. A band could drop you like a hot potato. Some did…but there were always other bands coming along that needed some help.

 


Picture by Christina ZamoraThanks goes to Christina Zamora for the psychedelic pictures taken at the Glass House


I’ve included an interview from Flipside Fanzine with The Three O’ Clock from their earlier years as Salvation Army. What they had to say is remarkably interesting too. Also, I am sharing a little psychedelic weirdness with you the reader. Salvation Army is on the cover of this issue. The advertisement on the back cover of Flipside 30 is Shattered Faith. Yes, both bands are playing on the same night which is kind of interestingly out there. Shattered Faith is playing at The Redwood Bar & Grill.


Picture by Christina Zamora


This does sting my heart a bit because you cannot be two places at the same time. The addiction to see bands, support them and know them personally…has somewhat passed. Yet, it is comforting to know both bands are still out there doing their thing and having fun.


Picture by Christina Zamora


8 buck at the Redwood seems more of a deal than 20 buck charged at the Glass House. Oh Boy, here goes my critical thinking again, I know the beers at the Redwood are awesome pints but I am not sure about the Glass House. This is my two bits on the history of a band and the present reality of that same band. April 2013.

Be more than a witness ~ Hudley

picture by Christina Zamora


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(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Three_O%27Clock)

Home

http://www.theredwoodbar.com/2012/calendar.html

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(There are many Stories from the BIG PUNK ROCK this in just one of them…~Hudley )

We’re going down the pub: Looking through the sly seductive eyes of Joe Jughead one of The Static Age guys…

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The Static Age brings us another fun show at the Scotland Yard Pub in Canoga Park. I could not refuse this free show in my backyard with the Smears (UK), Plexikill, Ingenue and Government Trap. I missed Government Trap but did see their flyers everywhere. Some of us made little paper airplanes with them. Flying promotional airplanes.

Ingenue is an all-girl band that has a certain kind of sound that I want to get lost in. That is what I look for in a band. That place where I get so lost in the sound that I forget myself. They also got to that point as well where they let go. That place where the line between band and audience fades away. Nice Bass sound and wildly played!!

Plexikill is a powerful band. Nice style with an awesome drummer. She had both feet going even if her left foot only seemed like it was vibrating up and down, cool…great sound!

Then came the headlining band from UK… The SMEARS. The lead singer Em reminded me of actress Rosalind Russell. They have a heavy musical current to their music. They played a few songs but not enough. It was like not having enough cake…or skimping on the orderves. A tease. I laughed when someone from the audience gave them shots of Sake, the singer said,

“Is this Semen?”

I ADORE seeing new and UNCOMMON bands. I included the bands websites below. All the stuff ya need like names, show dates and a little free listening.

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The SMEARS
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-SMEARS/115664515898?ref=ts&sk=app_6452028673
PLEXIKILL
https://www.facebook.com/plexikillmusic/app_2405167945
INGENUE
https://www.facebook.com/ingenuemusic/app_2405167945
THE GOVERNMENT TRAP
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Government-Trap/269609803147929?sk=app_2405167945

Below are pictures from a night at the local pub… We’re going down the pub


You don’t have to tell me
That the thing’s I do are wrong
But everything I do in life
Is with us right or wrong
Now I think I understand
How to have some fun

Shame 69


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A night in the life of an old punk chick…Mike Atta (RIP)

Whenever I happen to drive by the Whisky a Go Go I often flash back to the golden days of my youthful rebellion. It was hanging under the marquee that I first met Mike Atta. Like many personalities and images that come forth, Mike’s is a pronounced one that echoes loudly in my memories of that extraordinary time.

It became a routine to go to the liquor Store on Topanga & Dumetz, in Woodland Hills, before driving out to the Whisky A Go Go on Sunset: I bought a large glass Dr. Pepper to drink on the drive through the canyon. The tall thin glass of cold soda was the best thing in the world. This was the beginning of my days in the Los Angeles punk scene. I gravitated towards the band the Middle Class. I remember the boys of the band. Impressions of running around, laughing, and talking while being inspired by the style and personalities of the boys in this band. The Atta boys and Mike Patton on bass is how I remembered them. They were my early comrades and contain the feelings of that time in my life of youthful enthusiasm and wild adventures on the streets.

We all filled our bellies full of beer and into the Whisky we would run as we then went wild to the sounds of the Middle Class. To recall these memories sends chills up my spine. “I love these guys.”  They were such a big part of my life.


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Current…last time I saw The Middle Class at Webers in the San Fernando Valley (2012)

I turned the exposure to “out of control light maxed out” on my little Sony camera and had some fun… enjoyed all the bands this evening but my focus was on the Middle Class.

A sacred punker evening!!

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Thank you for your wild nature and integrity Mike….RIP
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Middle Class at Webers by Hudley 2013


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_Class_(band)

10 year Anniversary issue of Flipside Fanzine Table of Contents !

Table Of Contents 10 year anniversary issue of flipside Fanzine

My wish is to re-publish this issue as a musical historical document of early Punk Rock…for current and future generations. It was so much work. We did it all with our commodore computer; 64 or 128..I don’t remember. Makes me proud !!


Dream come true…

For Sale now..

Check out my author page at this easy to remember url! https://t.co/n16dd9LPBb via @amazon

A FULL YEAR!!

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In my backyard

It is a year for me on WordPress. I have tried posting every day. I love how this site has developed over the year. My pages and categories are improving. It is a focused and informative site. I want to say thanks to all of the individuals who added me to their follow list.

Cheers, thank you and a happy Imbolc ,

Hudley Flipside

Happy Birthday Mr. Crash

Picture by Al Flipside


I am not going to do a critical documentary and linear history of Darby Crash. My time in the early punk scene is based on blurred colors and images as a Claude Monet painting. My feelings and emotions linger and still wake me up late at night. I found him shy, troubled, and out of control. The beat of underground music brought us together. I was unaware of any agenda he had, or anyone had for that matter because the lines were fuzzy.

In the vacuum of outer space particles tend to clump together.  We clustered together as young punks and we created a scene that is still amounting to something? We were a forgotten stagnation of youths that yearned for change.  We were unhappy with our world and ourselves.

“You’re not the first you’re not the last Another day another crash.”

Darby was a baby when he died. My son is his age now.  I often think about how young an inexperienced Darby was. The above image is a shirt that was given to me by my longtime friend Edward Colver the punk rock photographer extraordinaire.  I love the shirt.  When I investigate Darby’s face that Ed captured, I see a small degree of the man he was becoming. It was not the young face that I knew. A face that I took for granted. I thought Darby, the early punk scene, and my youth would last forever but nothing does.

I am not the faithful fan as many seem to be of the Germs or Darby. There are many that knew him better than I did.  I rolled in the same wave that moved that early Los Angeles punk scene. He was one of the unique original, the few Los Angeles punks.

My only regrets are.

I wish I would have given him a little more of my time,

I wish I would have given him more of my clothing when he asked,

I regret laughing when he was drunk, high, and rolling in glass,

I regret this the most.

What a kid what a character…

Happy Birthday Darby, RIP



Edward Colver, Thanks for the t shirt buddy !

~HUD, “A happy lovable dork..”


images by Jenny Lens

If you are into the early evolution of punk rock you have to view these images taken by Jenny Lens. The feeling from her pictures jump out at you and it is all about those crazy wild punks. This is the root system of the LA  punk rock scene and it’s amazing history.  Jenny Len’s images yell out loudly about the  history of punk rock and the continuity of a music scene in general. The women of punk rock may have to fight a lot harder to push their way in and Jenny’s photography needs to be proudly displayed in the “herstory” of musical museums as well.

http://jennylens.net/