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Tape 11-Flipside Radio-1984 KFJC Radio 89.7 FM Hosted by Hudley

Terry Brogan:  So what is it you don’t like exactly, football players, tacos, or beer?
Jessie Wyler: I like tacos and beer.~ Against All Odds -1984


It was 1984 and we did not like American society. The tapes were recorded in 1984. It was a time of not thinking so highly of yourself either. Just getting by day by day and putting out a ‘zine kept us inspired, and against all odds, we helped to give our scene a voice; both to spread the word locally and internationally.  These tapes are part of that voice. These tapes are very personal to me and have value to me. I share them freely out of the spirit of what the Punk Rock scene was. It has been about three months since I first started sharing these Flipside Radio tapes.  The response is good. Los Angeles Flipside Radio hosted by me…something for your heart and mind! Only two left to go.

FLipside Fanzine

KFJC Radio 89.7 FM Tape 11 Hosted by Hudley 01 Track 1

KFJC Radio 89.7 FM Tape 11 Hosted by Hudley Flipside 02 Track 2

Sounds of Music: TSOL, Kahili Gibran, Peter & Gordon, Fast Freddie And The PermissionsStiff Little Fingers, TSOL Interview by Pete and Al, Free Shows, Agent Orange, DOA, Joe Jackson.

The Day of the 2013 High Security Inauguration Of President Obama


Inauguration of President Franklin D with his brilliant wife Eleanor Roosevelt !! A time when you could have a picnic on the White House lawn and also knock on the President’s door to say hello.

Here are all 13 tapes…


Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine Ten Year Anniversary Issue # 54 for sale. (replica) 1977 to 1987 Documentary of the early Punk Rock Scene.



The Right Chord


Holding his hand up and using his finger to make a circular movement Kerry said, “Remember to go in the opposite direction of the slam pit.”  My young son did not understand his sense of punk humor & doom. I laughed.~ Kerry singer of Love Canal

Bass player of Love Canal and punk rock history galore..

Bass player of Love Canal and punk rock history galore.

The Canyon Club in Agoura California has been around for ages. Last night was my first time there. It is a large club that offers fine dining; at least the prices are fine prices. If you want some drinks before the show, I suggest somewhere else nearby. Carpet floors, large booths, lots of comfortable chairs and a large funky chair made the place seem like something out of Alice in Wonderland; or maybe we were in the I Dream of a Jeanie Bottle. Large Buddhas and Ganesha the elephant of success added a disjointed décor feeling to the atmosphere: along with a current Christmas theme of snowmen and ceiling stars.

Love Canal, The Gears, TSOL and The Adolescents were primed, mutable and youthfully transformed on stage with a massive loud sound system to carry their music to the full crowd of fans. We sang along to Love Canal. The Gears warmed us up with their familiar continuity of original punk music. TSOL drove the fans wild as Jack talked his dirty talk and The Adolescents came on us like a fire truck’s alarm.

“So, mom what is this thing you call a slam pit?”

“Wait and see”

Youngest son has been to a few punk shows. He never seemed to focus in on the weird folk dancers. This time he seemed to be on a mission and as he got closer and closer to the pit, he said this,

Frank and Mary

Frank and Mary

“Ok, I am going to the bathroom, but when I get out, I am going in”

He was talking about the pit and before he knew if three big guys told him,

“Son if you want to go in, we have your back… we will watch out for you.”

So as if catching a wave, he went in and initiated himself into the world of punk… to the live sounds of TSOL and The Adolescents.

Thirty years ago, the punk scene did not have the diversity in ages as it does today; guys now seemed thrilled to share their love of the pit to a youngster. I was touched.

“Ya know when I was his age my three brothers and I would sneak out the window at night and go to punk shows. Sorry to tell you I was drinking my first beers in alleys before a show when I was 12.”

My ears were filled with stories that night as I watched my son learn the moves of this wild folksy dance of the fans of punk rock music. I felt humbled, proud and part of something that I loved too. Some boys get initiated into adulthood at their Bar Mitzvah… my son’s onset to puberty seemed to be achieved by having the guts to walk into the pit.

As I held my hand to my heart, I felt the drumbeat move me as I was thinking,



“Now that is the right chord!”

Overall a great place to see bands.. clean restrooms!

Happy 40 years T.S.O.L