A safety pin from the Punk Rock God !!

(New edit 3/17/2023)

RIP Dix Denney

The Weirdos at Cobalt Café (rip) Canoga Park, CA. Aug. 2014

“Such knowledge is beyond my reach. Where could I go from your Spirit, or escape your presence? If I ascend to heaven or descend to the depths, you are there. Even across the sea, your hand will guide me.”

~Psalm 138:2 New International Version

My heart aches and I feel guilty. I think upon what Ross Lomas bass player for the punk band GBH said to me once,

“That is no excuse… I have seen punks on their deathbeds at shows. If you are sick, we can put you in a wheelchair and roll you backstage!!”

Ironically, this quote from Psalms is how I feel about Punk Rock. Exactly! How can this be? Is Punk Rock God to me? Yes, it is, in a sense it is to me. Where can I go from the punk rock spirit? It is true it will not let me forget it! If I make my bed in the depths, punk rock is there.

Like many others who were taken up by it, punk rock gave me a voice and spoke.

“Do it.”

If Punk Rock is dying to popular culture, this has no bearing on me. Punk Rock is an accountable community.

Punk Rock is a cultural underground musical phenomenon of holy sound. A spirit that rocks & rolls around this planet. It is a rogue wave that generates change. However, you plug into it, Punk Rock is a continuity that identifies a generation and so moves on in different ways.

I may not always be true to it; I often hide from it…but when I try to… it finds me again. I rise on the wings of dawn. Inspired and filled with that spirit of Punk Rock again.

I was enlightened in an alley, where beer, anarchy and music became my God.

To those that are vastly superior …those in bands, fans and, that strange brew called record collectors, I salute you.

AMEN!!

So, what is all this Mambo Jumbo about? One of the original Los Angeles Punk Rock bands is playing around. I have been avoiding them.

“That club is too far to drive to.”

“I have to get up early the next day and take my kids to school!”

My heart aches and I feel guilty.

This is the punk rock accountability I was talking about. I have been absolutely avoiding but I can no longer look the other way!

The Weirdos are going to play a few blocks from my house.

“If I go far across the sea, your hand will still guide me.”

This is a punk rock confessional.

Now for some oysters before the big show …. enthusiasm!

Weirdos Enjoy the BIG PUNK ROCK 1984 the real deal

Flipside Radio Tape Number Nine.

This tape was released around 38 years ago. Where a process of recording, organizing, mailing, and airing tapes live turned out to be an extraordinarily successful project indeed !!… Wow!! Projects took some time back in the 1980s. All sent through our post office box. The Flipside post office was a busy place in Whittier California.

One little, tiny post office box oversaw vast number of gifts. Which consisted of records, mail, ads, and money. It was like Christmas every day. Then there was the Post Office Master. A lady that I hated at first but who turned out to leave little gifts for us in our P.O. Box each Christmas season. She thought we were weird at first with our wild ways… but later she became a part of our unofficial crew in her own dependable way. Enjoy a cameo appearance by Henry Rollins.

A punk rock musical narrative a year of cutting edge punk 1984. A very good year.

Flipside Radio The Big Punk Rock 1984. 13 Tapes, KFJC. The Bad and the Beautiful.

Out Of School

A vinyl fanzine…

At this time in punk rock history of the 1980s… life was moving fast. Projects at every corner. This kept us running before the wild-fire of punk rock, which was a passion that could not be controlled.

So many individuals’ hands were in the multitude of projects that it was hard to know who to thank and whose’ hand you should slap.

It felt like being under a wave. We were overwhelmed! SO many wants, needs and desires geometrically multiplied with each day.

Flipside vinyl fanzine Vol. 2 is a motif of that era.

A GASATANKA / Flipside production.

Ya…. kinda cool

1981 punk shot

I am cleaning up and organizing all my stuff from 5 different places into a few plastic containers. Pictures, art, writing and miscellaneous important stuff.

The Punk Rock stuff goes somewhere special too.

Here is a miscellaneous punk shot from 1981… we had a multitude of images like this in the Flipside office. Along with a multitude of T-shirts, I should have saved them all.

Well here is one image.

Jazzy Love Theme Spartacus

Varinia and Spartacus’s love song resonates through the ages, embodying a profound connection that serves as a backdrop to their epic tale.

Yet it brings forth many myths and stories of the love of a woman and her man, illustrating the timeless struggle between the heart’s desires and the harsh realities of life.

Their bond is not merely a romantic ideal; it symbolizes a fierce rebellion against oppression, where the struggle for freedom intertwines with the yearning for love.

In the face of insurmountable odds, their love becomes a powerful anthem of hope, inspiring others to dream of liberation and the unbreakable ties that bind two souls together in the pursuit of a shared destiny.

Spartacus 1960

The focus here is on the Love Theme in this film announcing and following throughout the film about the love between Spartacus and Varinia. They are both slaves of the Roman Empire and so history unfolds.

A remarkable love story and theme song that has haunted me my whole life. Here is a jazz interpretation of the Love Theme of Spartacus by Lalo Schifrin!!

Varinia and Spartacus

If you have not seen this film, you must! It is directed by Stanley Kubrick which always guarantees an interesting experience. A film is always enhanced by a good musical score or soundtrack.

Spartacus is a master at this. The original score for Spartacus was composed and conducted by Alex North. Kirk Douglas produces the film.

Originally, Howard Fast was hired to adapt his own novel as a screenplay, but he had difficulty working in the format. He was replaced by Dalton Trumbo, who had been blacklisted as one of the Hollywood Ten. Douglas insisted that Trumbo be given screen credit for his work, which helped to break the blacklist.

Isis Goddess and Osiris

https://egypt-museum.com/statuette-representing-isis-and-osiris

The Seminary of Praying Mantis

The Mantis will sit in an attitude of extreme reverence and contemplation, his head turned sometimes slightly on side as if he were waiting…for the wind to come from far beyond the mountains on the other side of the desert to bring him a story of life before and beyond the moment. …~ Pg. 22. The Creative Pattern In Primitive Africa by Laurens van der Post

Tatoo Flower — Hudley’s Tattoo flower 2012

Hudley’s Tattoo flower 2012

The Seminary of Praying Mantis is about nature politics and human beings. It is a voice of a little creature that survives the continuity of the seasons. It is all about life, death and rebirth.

I took on this title for my WordPress blog because I wanted to move away from my history of punk rock. I needed to expand to include all my interests. I admit the reason for creating this site was to promote a book I was working on entitled, The Seminary of Praying Mantis: A PUNKALULLABY. (The Punkalullaby title is based on stories I once wrote in Flipside Fanzine during the 1980s when publishing the fanzine.) Instead I found myself moving in other directions when writing. I still pivot and jump into the punk scene now and then, but not all the time.

I have been through some changes in the last four years. I lost my mom, dad and best friends. I also went through menopause, which was a bitch. Having this WordPress blog has saved my life. Writing is my cure and I love it.

I do not have a perfect writing style but a natural style. I am not trying to get anywhere or achieve some great success through writing. It is an “ising” experience.

I include a smörgåsbord of writing styles here. I am a punk rock writer that learns as she goes. My symbol for my style is the Praying Mantis.

The future may bring good news of publishing such as articles, books and more down to earth manifestations of my writing.

I am grateful for WordPress for giving me the opportunity to express myself; it is a great gift!! I think it is a big part of my destiny.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/14/being-serbian/#respond

Day 8 of the Holy Days of Christmas

Today illuminate your life by thinking of those friends that most inspire you!!

Red Roses watercolor by Hudley Flipside

“For Scorpio, the evolutionary aim is to face those shadowy places. To make the unconscious conscious. To break Taboos.”

Hare In The Moon Astrology

The 8^th day of the holy days of Christmas brings us to the Hierarchy of Scorpio. This is a primal triad of my astrological signature. Scorpio and Neptune hand in hand are my ascendant rising planets. My life is this motif but not all the time. This takes me to two individual women who are my friends and teachers.

Gloria Hays was the head of the Esoteric Department of the Rosicrucian Fellowship and Shirley Sharp was the head of the Healing Department. This Rosicrucian Fellowship’s foundation is in Oceanside California and is based on the teachings of Max Heindel.

Gloria was a spiritual diplomat of the highest degree. She was a hostess and spiritual adviser and my friend. I use to love to watch Shirley play the organ in the Temple, barefoot. Her passion for music sounded the magic; ascending and descending on those of us sitting in the healing temple. We were surrounded by the 12 Hierarchies. These two women were my champions of light in the darkness.

It has always been a passion of mine to study the mysteries of life and death; Gloria and Shirley are my friends on this journey. Today my focus for this holy of holies day is on the two of them as teachers and friends. Rest In Peace and…

“Tell we meet,

Tell we meet,

The Rosy Cross to greet,

Tell we meet,

Tell we meet

God be with you tell we meet again…”

http://www.hareinthemoonastrology.co.uk/

http://www.rosicrucian.com/rcc/rcceng00.htm

Day three of the Holy days

The hierarchy of Gemini illuminates our hands today.

A Flower…Mom, camera and Holly 1990’s by Hudley

“They are to be visualized as flower centers, fragrant, luminous and endowed with the precious gifts of healing, and bestowing benediction” Pg. 11

Yet maybe a nice hug or pat on the back might be more down to earth and human. Anything that we do with our hands we can make it a caring or creative gesture; A moment of conscious awareness in action.

“Be still and Know that I am Goddess [God].” Psalm 46:10

Maia, is the Goddess of May the hierarchy of Gemini.

“Romeo:

If I profane with my unworthiest hand

This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand

To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Juliet:

Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,

Which mannerly devotion shows in this;

For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,

And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.

Romeo:

Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

Juliet:

Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

Romeo:

O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;

They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Juliet:

Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.

Romeo:

Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take.

Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

Juliet:

Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Romeo:

Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!

Give me my sin again.”

― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

Double Arrogant Bastard with Santa…

‘Twas the fucking night

Before a fucking glorious and righteous holiday…

And all through the fucking dump

Not a fucking creature was fucking stirring

Not even a fucking rat…

The cigarette butts lined up with no care

In hopes that his fucking lighter

Would instantly light the butts there…

Squatting in a cardboard fucking box

Cozy and warm…

Then…

What to his fucking ears

Did he hear?

But a sound of a drunken Santa

Walking down his alley

With a couple of glass-tinkling beers…

“Hey Santa could your spare

This old fucking punk a drink?”

“Yes sir I’ve two left…”

SO they stood in the alley

Fucking Santa wobbling a lot

Mr. Fuck laughing

The beers he fucking drank up…

Then he put Santa in a Taxi

Sending him home to his fucking Penthouse apartment …

Waving good-bye out the back taxi window… Santa yelled,

“Fucking merry glorious and righteous holiday to all!!!

Bitchin’ and out-of-sight!!

Bobbing at the top of the waters of the LETHE. Review of Push the Sky Away ~Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds

Punk Rock Historian and Professional Consultant

Hudley Flipside

“…And here I come to the hill

I’m pushing my own wheel of love

I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain…”

I have not bought an album in some time. We used to have an iTunes account. I don’t know if anyone notices the music posts that I use quite a lot from Nick Cave and The Bad Seed’s new album Push the Sky Away? It is about time again when I reward my kids and myself with the instant gratification of music. I feel that I have been using so many YouTube songs for free that it is about time to pay the piper.

I don’t feel comfortable ripping others off or taking things for free if an artist worked hard to create something beautiful.

Push The Sky Away is beautiful to me. I am enchanted by this album: The lyrics, music and singing by Nick Cave are pulling at my belly; bringing forth feelings that I have lost in the real world. He has become my musical companion of the netherworld. He inspires my dry and jaded libido as the rain, wind and the sea do. He speaks from the deep unconscious of longing and love.

Nick Cave is an expert in archetypal resurrection.

Son hot-burned some CDs for our flying machine on the way to and from school. While driving home and listening to the full album, I felt as if I was hovering over the dark asphalt streets. As a jet takes-off; I felt that feeling as if riding on a swing where I almost took off to the rain clouds above.

Nick Cave is a man from my generation and from the same rebellion. As we engage in this collective aging, I hear his wisdom!

I know where he is!

He is at the same magic place of life. Yes, it is really magic! Nick’s music makes us slow down to listen and wonder. I cry with a wonderful longing that I have not felt in a long time.

“It gets you right down to your soul!”

A Terrible Threat

Punk Rock Historian, COLLEAGUE and Professional Consultant

Hudley Flipside

“Walk on the Wild Side” is a Lou Reed song from his 1972 second solo album Transformer. David Bowie produced it. The song received wide radio coverage, despite its touching on taboo topics such as transsexualism, drugs, male prostitution, and oral sex. In the United States, RCA released the single using an edited version of the song without the reference to oral sex.

Being weird is always a terrible threat! A wonderful and eternal weirdo place way to be!! RIP Lou Reed!!

“For indiscriminate empathy, which is characteristic of Neptune, we often try to make this into a very exclusive and discriminating empathy for him alone. We can see the same kind of mechanism at work here that is suggested by a Uranus-Saturn contact. Even if the individual is not expressing Neptune in a particularly conscious way–and few do expect through the creative media of music or theater–this lucid and magical quality will be apparent to the person whose Saturn is affected. It is an entrancing quality while it is a terrible threat for although Neptune seems to say, “I completely understand and love and accept you, he will say the same to everyone indiscriminately.” ~ Liz Greene

When I was 14 years old the song Walk on the Wild Side was the hit song of a generation. The song reached mass appeal. I was not aware of The Velvet Underground or Andy Warhol during the sixties but by 1972 Lou Reed reached the place of “creative media of music,” where he would say “the same to everyone.” I hated this song because the song began with my name. The kids at school already labelled me as a weirdo.

“Hey Holly want to take a walk on the wild side…hahahah!!”

Quiet and shy I took the bullying. Little did I know that in a few years I would be walking into a similar underground music scene that Lou Reed climbed out of; a creative flowing rebellious world of freedom, music, art, dark streets, and clubs!

I would be promoting a world of youthful Rock & Roll that, sometimes, does not age; only personally when we die at an age past forty something!!

When I hear Walk on the Wild Side I smile now, a song, because I did take a walk on the wild side. Being weird is always a terrible threat! A wonderful and eternal weirdo place way to be!!

The reminder of death.. by Hudley Flipside

Punk Junkies time…

This is son’s and my favorite song of the season… and our favorite punk drummer. Punk is a true and serious genre like Jazz.!!

Son studies Scott Preece’s drumming and describes him this way,

“He drums like a bouncing ball on steroids !!”

Pat Fear back to black.

Punk Rock Colleague & Historian and Professional Consultant

Hudley Flipside

Pat Fear

“There are two kinds of people in the world, people who are in White Flag and all those who wish they were.”

He is rascal, part of the youthful scene that we punks were made from! Those microbial bats of Rock & Roll. A jokester that played his music the way he wanted to. He is a friend and youthful comrade that always was there. A few years back I got to see White Flag rock out a Saint’s song. Demolition Girl. (He knew that was a favorite song of mine.)

That was Pat always making his friends happy and irritated at the same time.

He wrote and recorded the Flipside Fanzine theme song that is used on a few of the Flipside records and videos which are now free trolling through-out the internet.

The last time I spoke with him was backstage at the Golden Voice 30-year gig at the Santa Monica Civic.

He was part of the sexy black lace that held the original puck scene together. I will miss him. He overwhelmed me with his knowledge about music, and he let me know it too!!

From Los Angeles Fipside Fanzine

To the left of me is “Bill” Bartell / Pat Fear. I had not seen many of my old punk comrades in years, so I was a little shy when I took the shot. Notice there are strange looks on their faces.

Bill annoyingly kept saying. “Smile look who is taking the picture, it’s Hud, you all remember Hud?”

I was so embarrassed and a little drunk but most of them did. If you know their faces you know who they are. It was a strange time because I did not know how I would be greeted. Most of the guys in bands and the promoters and artists treated me swell.

Others, like Mike Ness of SD were hiding in their backstage room, which was only available to some. A real change for him who once was very real and accessible in the early punk scene. Pat never changed he was always accessible more than you wanted. I felt a lack of freedom those few nights.

I once had the privilege of knowing the backstage very well as a Fanzine person. Now, I was not allowed to go backstage as one who caused considerable trouble.

I was limited and only was allowed in a type of buffer zone with a hand full of others… it was a sad reality of how things were becoming, which is a less personal punk scene and more Rockstars or impersonal. It once was so different.

The focus was on the individual or friend, scene, or community. Well that is why we now have Facebook, I guess.

Hub Master: Pat Fear.

As you know Pat was a force to deal with. He lived in Riverside which was not far from Whittier Ca where Flipside Fanzine was based. Flipside put out a few music vinyl fanzines on Flipside / Gasatanka Records.

Pat was the hub master and helped bring it all together. Was it only a few years ago I argued on Facebook about his hate for Sahara Palin?

I would ask him to slow down and redirect his energy. White Flag played a show with the Simpletons around 2008. They played a Saints Song, Demolition Girl. A nice dedication to me. Yet that was Pat… he always tried to make his friends happy.

He was humorous in an irritating and funny way. He had the gift of inclusion. He is a constellating hub across time which brings us all here together today.

I will read some quotes by White Flag Tape 6 Flipside Music Fanzine.

I will try to read them the way White Flag said them. Pat Fear’s high degree of sarcasm. This is a White Flag moment. “What is the purpose of White Flag?”

“To create an illusion of creativity. Because we are too good to be believed.”

“White Flag is a band that’s done everything done before… but better.”

“There are two kinds of people in the world, people who are in White Flag and all those who wish they were.”

“White Flag is more than just a band it is a concept of how to live your life.”

“We look like women, talk like men, and play like mother fuckers. (Twisted sister quote.)”

Pat wrote a theme song for our video fanzines. I would like to share a short description from our catalog describing the beginning of Flipside Video Number Two,

“Now if you want to see the good old video monster in action you just got to catch this video. So, if you get it, and put it in your VCR, you might just die.

Because the opening Flipside Video Number Two is the band White Flag. Gutsy and pure, Pat Fear will knock your block off while he plays guitar for the opening theme song called “Flipside” with backup singers including some Redd Kross members and one Bangle member.”

Dennis Danell, Pat Fear and Mike Conley, The PUNK HUB MASTERS Talk 2017.

Something sexy for him..

Edited today 9/24/22…. i was so sad when I first wrote this up… RIP

Scar tissue and Brom Bones..

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.
Henry Rollins

Los Angeles Flipside Fanizne Issue 32. The Flipside Collection, Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Library & Archives.

Some great bands in this issue and some wonderful memories. Yet as you know my goal is to bring in the Los Angeles Flipside Flipside narrative. My mission. As I find Flipside Fanzine things cut-up I reunite and make whole.

This is a good narrative and thanks to Pat and Ann it has a nice finish.

To D. Boon on his birthday one of the “cult’ov58.” He would be 66 today. Joy abounds and memories shared, I just try and be less clinging and more inclusive in the overwhelming love of our original punk rock wild people.

Photo by Al Flipside.

Flipside Fanzine # 32 Minutemen Cover at the Whisky A Go Go’s upstairs Bathroom July 1982. We wrote “In the issue and bands” on the wall of the bathroom at the Whisky A Go Go.

Reference Number ARC-0451

Level of description collection

Title Flipside Collection

Click on image below to be taken to link.

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

This is a picture of Pat or “Pooch” at the Library in front of a giant mural there. Image taken by his wife Ann.

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Library & Archives

Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine Staph 1977 to 1989 Those Who Caused Considerable Trouble

Punkx not for you… new member of the family PEE-eww Gutter…Flopside Comics

Mr. fuck and Pee-eww gutter

by Hudley 2013

Sometimes it is the funny little things that mean so much

Photo by Gus Hudson

This funny little clock was a Christmas present for Mom. I got it for her. Yes, it was a funny little clock that played the tune “The Way We Were.” I know that some members of the family were irritated by the tune that went off every hour. I heard the stories about how it should be thrown in the trash but I know they were only joking, even though they seemed unaware of how insensitive it seemed to me.

I saw the love and focus she put into this little clock. Each hour of the clock had a little place for a picture; just enough for the family. It has twelve places for our immediate family. Starting at the top at twelve O’clock then going right; first is Dad, Mom, Steve, Greg, Sallie, Gus and me. Then the grandchildren with Steve Jr., Renee’, Howard, Johnfred and little blued eyed Shyane. Just perfect… but of course mom was good at these types of things. She always had a little dance in her step when the tune played. This is how I remember seeing her. It was her clock and pictures of her family. Sometimes it is the funny little things that mean so much.

SO CAL PUNKROCK REUNION

Aug 2013

I have learned one thing. As Woody says, “Showing up is 80 percent of life.” Sometimes it’s easier to hide home in bed. I have done both.

– Woody Allen

Shyane at 12…

As the Punk Rock Nostalgia was hitting hard back in 2013

I saw the invites to this event and they stirred me up. I ignored it. Then my brother asked if I was going. It stirred me up again. I love Griffith Park, yet I was in a lazy mood. With conflict and debate the kid and I decided to see what was up. We printed the directions to the event and then we were off. Son is my car-copilot, so he had to tell me where to go…ah how to get there.

I asked,

“You sure we don’t get on the 134 east to get to the 5?”

“No just go straight on the 101 until you get to Los Feliz exit!”

We ended up turning around near the Hollywood Bowl back on to the 101 heading towards the 134.

“Mom, you have gone too far we are already past the Bob Hope Airport.”

I knew what was going on but I wanted him to get an idea and learn ‘the dance of the 134, 5 and 101.’ Once we worked it out, he knew where he goofed up and that we were now heading in the right direction and soon turning off towards Crystal Springs Griffith Park.

We found the place where the event was. I saw Ed Colver, who was the tallest one there. So, we set up our chairs at a distance and enjoyed our subway sandwiches. I was feeling the vibe. Getting an outside view and enjoying the park and my kid.

He was eating and looking at the little pedal chopper bikes that some kids were riding. So, we took a spin on a couple and had a hell of a time for an hour. I had so much fun. Do not think we laughed like that in a long time.

I realized, as I walked closer into the crowd of punkers, what was pulling them together was not the sound of loud music. It was a buzz like bees around honey, friendship.

“Ok, I am ready to move in.”

“You don’t have to Mom.”

What used to draw me to these rebels like a moth to a flame was the sound of loud music. I was not picking up any on my antennas and they were up. We moved on like it was the most natural thing to do. Colored hair, tattoos, and life was there.

A lot of happy faces and talking all-round made it a good place to be. It was darn good to talk with some of my ol’punk friends and say hi to friends. I then got a couple looks from son and we were off.

He keeps me balanced. One foot in the music scene and one in a mama / kid’s world. I like it that way. I am happy we went. It seems like it was an extraordinarily successful event!!

Crystal Springs Griffith Park

Flipside Fanzine / Magazine Classifieds Issue 50 cartoon..

This was so cute. I found it while looking through back issues researching for something else,

I am glad to see it again. I loved all the little images and ideas that fans of the punk scene sent us.

Trash Babes

Flipside # 16 Advertisement “Electrify Me,” The Plugz, First album.

Punk Rock Colleague & Historian and Professional Consultant

Hudley Flipside

1979

“They are largely staphylococci (Staph) and are to be found for the most part in hospital wards and clinics, where they cause considerable trouble”

The staph on Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine issue 16 are Al, Jill Masters, Paul Problem, Nate, X-8, Pete Landswick, John Angola, Hud, Gerber, Gerald, and Dee & Hilda. This was the first issue where I was included as someone who caused considerable trouble.

I awoke this morning thinking about an advertisement for the Plugz that (brother) Gus and I did in this particular issue. He did not get credit on staph, but he signed the contribution on the image as Caz 79. Working on this issue was a great adventure and all the characters that were called staph were unique and inviting in so many ways.

I was the model in this advertisement. What I love most about this issue is the map illustrated by Dee & Hilda. It is great to sit back and reflect upon it …. a time so long ago.

It still Electrifies Me !!

(Look for a band and a place… it is fun to see what was really going on then!)

This is a very accurate map of our city-by Dee, Hilda, Al and Holly aka HUD.