Photo: Kevin Scanlon
Never in my life would I have imagined the day where I wrote a 500 word profile on someone that I grew up listening to. A couple of years ago, I only knew Alice Bag through my brother’s milk crates filled with vinyl compilations where she was featured in, in particular Dangerhouse, Vol. 1., played over and over, and over again.
It is now with great honor that I present to all of you, my profile of her for this year’s LA Weekly People Issue!
Alice Bag: She Was a Punk Before You Were a Punk.
I would like to thank Nancy Marie Arteaga and Lalo Alcaraz for having me as a semi-regular guest on KPFK’s Pocho Hour of Power and making our friendship possible!
Sorry for weird ass dimensions of this pic, click for better view!
Ahh! The music writer has become the written about, haha. Well, isn’t this a hell of a way to bust out of this month long writing hiatus (more on that to be covered on next post but in a nutshell…SCHOOL!)
Believe it or not, the East L.A. alternative post-punk rock community is a pretty close knit bunch. Poffy and David Loks of Fotogrofia Desmadrosa will be there documenting this whole urban shindig so make sure to smile and flash those guys. Poffy will also be selling his handmade jewelery “Shit by Poffy.” Word on the facebook street is that there will also be vegan avocado tostadas for sale!
Yup, the good ol’ golden era of punk rock in East Los Angeles is to be relived tonight at Josh’s pad, one of the few legendary “raid-proof” backyard venues ever. In the true spirit of punk rock, I have no idea what time my band will go on, also, I haven’t bought a new guitar yet so any temporary donors are welcome (hoping on my little cousin’s Squire). I’ll buy you a beer! I’ve shunned my band mates these last two weeks so don’t expect too much synchronization between us, haha.
That is all for now, cheers, more beers and fuck you stay punk.
I will be talking about my “Anarchy in East L.A.” article I wrote for LA Weekly live today on KPFK’s The Pocho Hour of Power.
Apparently, a lot of people really dug it, so cheers to that!
Don’t worry, I won’t do a dramatic recital of it with the dramatic sound effects in the background or anything worthy of beatnik finger snaps but he show is recorded live so this should be interesting. I have no idea what I will be talking about yet. But if you’re down, tune in to laugh at my stumbled words at least! For sure I will be talking about many of the bands that didn’t make the cut, or maybe even some sound clips from my old band Bad Influence? Let’s see what happens, can it be even more raw than what I wrote? Ohh, fuck yes!
I received word that freaking Alice Bag of the legendary L.A. punk band The Bags will also be on the same show so I will try not to be a giddy little fan girl on air.
Listen in live at around 4:20 PM (I didn’t choose that time slot, I swear!!!) wherever you are! If not, just catch the show whenever you can on their archives.
Lates and fuck you stay punk!
This was the hardest review I have had to write ever so far! Never mind the epicness of The Misfits, I had literally flown in from Portland–sleepless–that same morning, had a full evening of school and then chugged a <i>Rogue</i> growler filled with JJ Hazelnut (their Hazelnut Brown Nectar aged for six months in their rum barrels!)
I actually knocked on while writing, overslept and turned in the piece after my 8 AM deadline! But anyways, here you go, enjoy my hard punk rock labor!
The Misfits and The Dickies
House of Blues
More than three decades in, The Misfits are still doing it, with or without Glenn Danzig. To the orthodox practitioner of punk rock, watching these guys play power chords is as big as watching Black Sabbath or Metallica. It’s something you’ll be able to brag about to your faux-hawked children one day.
To celebrate their first new album in ten years, The Devil’s Rain, the horror punk veterans played in Hollywood last night, to a house filled with loyal “fiend” fanatics from all walks of life. They were young and old, with their faces painted and wearing skeleton attire, some supporting Team Danzig, some supporting Team Jerry.
Read the rest of the review on LA Weekly Music!
Here is another bonus story for my “Anarchy in East L.A” piece that I wrote for West Coast Sound, the LA Weekly music blog.
Last week I wrote about movers and shakers on the current East L.A. backyard scene, but there’s a long line of great and influential bands that paved the way for the sub-culture. Don’t get me wrong, bands like The Brat and Los Illegals were pretty awesome, but their greatness is better documented, and, besides, I hear that backyards weren’t really their primary outlet.
Here, then, are five badass bands who haven’t gotten the recognition they deserve. This list includes significant groups from the ’80s up until the present. Most of them don’t really play shows anymore, but they’ll occasionally get together for old time’s sake. (Note: Thanks to East L.A. punk historian Jimmy Alvarado for his generous help putting this list together.)
Check out my actual hand picked list on their blog, complete with youtube videos!
Growing up in the East L.A., it seemed like everyone tried to form a punk band. Even I did. The scene goes through bands quickly, as kids graduate high school and get into metal, thrash or New York style hardcore. But there are a proud few that have evolved musically without forgetting their roots.
Here is my personal list of the top five East Los Angeles punk bands that play backyards. It wasn’t easy to compile; after all, lots of groups claim East L.A. for street cred, but aren’t even from the ‘hood! Disgusting right? So, I did my research. (On Monday look for my top five East L.A. punk bands of all time.)
To find out the bands, check out my bonus article on the LA Weekly Music Blog!