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Blog of the Week: Kill Your Pet Puppy


September 23rd, 2010 by

If you’ve ever had the fortune of stumbling upon the Kill Your Pet Puppy blog site, you know that it contains an almost overwhelming stockpile of rare and interesting ephemera from the early ’80s UK anarcho-punk diaspora. One does not skim KYPP but gets utterly lost in its myriad of downloads, interviews, photos, anecdotes, flyers and reminiscences. No band is too obscure to be covered on Kill Your Pet Puppy, and it’s coverage is certainly not limited to the UK anarcho scene. I asked one of the site’s main forces, Tony Puppy, for background and insight about how and why the website exists. As expected, I got an extensive, in depth reply, but I’ve done my best to filter and regurgitate the highlights here…

Tony D, aka Tony Puppy, was the editor of one of the earliest punk fanzines, Ripped and Torn, from 1976 to 1979. After a brief self-imposed exile to Europe, he got out his typewriter again and started the Kill Your Pet Puppy fanzine, which went on public sale at an ADAM AND THE ANTS concert in Camden, North London, on New Year’s Eve 1979. Kill Your Pet Puppy reflected punk life as it was under the newly elected Thatcher cosh: squatting, skinhead NF and British Movement attacks, speed being replaced by Tuinal, and scraping a rainbow life from the hell of reality. Kill Your Pet Puppy was at the forefront of a cultural landscape and an alternative world of squats, squatted venues and self-sufficiency that became known as ‘anarcho punk’. They were liberating times.

KUKL

Kill Your Pet Puppy, the website, was started in October 2007. Feeling that books like The Day the Country Died focused too much on the music and not the ideas and culture of anarcho-punk, Tony, Al Puppy and Penguin (the site’s main contributors) originally planned to write a book of their own, with contributions from various people such as Bob Short from BLOOD AND ROSES (whose pieces on the 3am site were inspirational). As life got in the way of this plan, the KYPP crew instead decided to start a MySpace page, and then a Photobucket site with notable contributions by photographer Mick Lugworm. Gerard of the band FLOWERS IN THE DUSTBIN came into the fray and helped set up the KYPP blog site as it exists today. The website has developed through many people’s photos, scans of printed material, downloadable music and written contributions into a communication point for those who were there, those who wish to know more about the time and as something that is as culturally significant today as it was then.

The Heretics

All musical uploads on Penguin’s posts are from original vinyl or cassettes recorded onto his hard drive through his stereo system. Penguin has informed me in the past that he has not listened to these rare tapes or dusted off some of those rare records he uploads onto the site for many many years! Penguin has continued to source and upload the most incredible stuff, such as a clutch of CRASS rehearsal tapes and many many live recordings from the most obscure venues of the most obscure but much loved bands of the time. He has also uploaded many alternative mix cassettes by bands like LACK OF KNOWLEDGE and POISON GIRLS. Nowhere in the world have these tapes ever been issued, premiered only on Kill Your Pet Puppy (although no doubt by now, some bloggers would have ripped Penguin’s original links of his original material for their own sites – but that is cool).

Some of the biggest contributions, though, are entered by browsers in the comments sections attached to the posts, where topics take off and build to a life of their own. It has been great to see the site grow through our readers’ input, which is the reason it was set up as a blog rather than a web-site: I wanted it to be a participatory experience and it has done that in spades. The site has over 700 comments on one post alone, and over 500 on another. The site to date has over 800 individual posts with over 15,000 comments attached to said posts. Many many old punks that were around in the scene in the late ’70s and early ’80s have now found each other again through this site a long way before Facebook style ‘punks reunited’ sites were existing.

One young punk who was convicted of ‘murder’ in the squats of Campbell Buildings, Waterloo, in the summer of 1980 when he was still a teenager has recently been sent letters of support and presents from Kill Your Pet Puppy browsers to his prison cell, and it is a pleasant feeling to know that the ‘Free Gary Critchley’ campaign was started from the comments section on a post from Kill Your Pet Puppy. A fact which I still find rather remarkable and touching, even more so if he were to be rightly released.

I asked for some tips on where to start, since the site is quite overwhelming on first viewing. Most of the suggestions are linked in the text of this post, but there are a few more below. Now, as Tony says, “Get on the site and fill your boots!”

The Mob‘s No Doves Fly Here post with Mark and Josef commenting in the text

Mike and Toxic Grafity CRASS edition fanzine

and finally, KILLING JOKE, written by Malicious Damage Operatives



If You Like Parties… #4


September 21st, 2010 by

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Seven for Five
Tonight the bands are seven for five bucks, mostly unremarkable, but the kids have great plumage as they sway and flirt in the courtyard out back. One of them takes a long pull off a PBR and says to her friend, “That looks like the guy who stuck his hand in the blender at my house last night.” Inside a longhair stands taking off his clothes in the corner. A tall person dancing by the stage smiles like a young John Doe, lighting up one whole side of the room. I sit for a while by myself sort of not knowing what to do with my hands, which feels the same as it always has, except that now I’m not so self-conscious about being self-conscious. Instead I spend a few minutes enjoying the awkwardness. This is the feeling people drink to suppress, but they shouldn’t bother. After all, who cares? Nobody cares. And even if they did, who cares?

I drink anyway. I’m talking to a woman with impossibly (not too strong a word) thick black braids and a complexion that may one day, if she doesn’t take precautions, be considered “ruddy” but is now a smooth toasted rose. She’s just come down from hiking the Pacific Coast Trail. I ask if she gets stuck talking to annoying creeps when she’s walking alone. She says yes, that does happen, but it’s not so bad in the context of the loneliness of the trail. I ask what goes on in your head, hour after hour of walking in silence. She says you think about music and sex a lot. She says it takes about a week for the noise and slogans and pop-culture detritus to slough away, but she doesn’t tell me what replaces it.

Rayos X (photo by Paul Curran)

As we talk I’m thinking about getting older in the scene. The things that change. How it starts to seem like a good idea to frame things instead of just taping them to the wall. How you have less time for anything that feels like you’ve heard it before. How clichés taste like turds in your mouth. How taking things slow seems nice, even exciting. How you no longer pretend you can get away with not flossing. How instead of worrying about what you’re going to do with your life, you worry about whether you’ll have to do it alone. Unless, that is, you’ve already set up house.

After seven bands’ worth of no ins-and-outs the floor is a slick rink of sweat and beer that a few wasted kids are skating across arm-in-arm. Everyone is clearing away from the edges of the pit, so they get farther and farther out, and I feel bad that no one will create that flexible human rope to enclose the space. It occurs to me that the pit is just a manifestation of the desire for boundaries from an indulgent community. We want there to be some guidelines to go apeshit inside. The kids are flinging themselves out into space to see who will push them back into the sweaty mess. Spinning so fast or charging so hard they fall, just to be reassured someone will pick them up. It’s sometimes more entertaining than the band, but not when the band is Rayos X, from Los Angeles.

Mail to PO Box 170291, SF, CA 94110.



Monday Photo Blog: Killer Kiwi Kore


September 20th, 2010 by

I fucking love New Zealand punk. Sure, that’s a bit of a broad generalization, but for such a small country, a lot of killer bands have come from there. Hell, if all the punk that ever came from New Zealand was the AK-79 comp, that country would still be leagues ahead of plenty of other country. It’s a bonafide killer classic. Here’s a brief taste of what’s going on down there today, care of Carlos Patino. Thanks Carlos!

Chickens Call @ Whammy, Auckland, New Zealand, 10 April 2010 (photo by xCARLOSx)

Strangers

Strangers, last show @ Garrett Street, Wellington, New Zealand, 27 March 2010 (photo by xCARLOSx)

Strangers, last show @ Garrett Street, Wellington, New Zealand, 27 March 2010 (photo by xCARLOSx)

Entrails @ Aro Valley Community Centre, Wellington, 17 July 2010 (photo by xCARLOSx)

If you shoot shows and have photos you want to submit for the MRR Blog, send to: Be sure to put “MRR Photo Blog” in the subject. Include your name, the band, where and when it was shot. Just send your best photos – edit tightly. Three to five photos is plenty. We will be exercising a little quality control here…not everything sent in will be posted. Please size your photos so they are 500 pixels (72 dpi) at the longest side.

There are a lot of awesome photographers out there shooting shows…and there are a lot of unseen archives of old shows. Show us what you’ve got!



MRR Radio #1210 • 7/3/10


September 18th, 2010 by
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MRR Radio is a weekly radio show featuring the best DIY punk, garage rock and hardcore from the astounding, ever-growing Maximum Rocknroll record collection. You can find the MRR Radio podcast, as well as specials, archives, and more info at radio.maximumrocknroll.com. Thanks for listening, and stay tuned!

THIS WEEK: Dan digs through the new bin, and first time DJs Jenn and Andrew show their stuff.

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The Fastbacks!

Intro song:
STEAKNIVES – Stupid People

Jenn starts out with some old and recent faves
FASTBACKS – In America
WHITE LUNG – Loose Heels
AGATHA – Tomorrow
SLANT 6 – Nights x 9

Dan plays some new stuff
RED DONS – Land of Reason
MALE NURSES – Religious Hypocrisy
DE-CULTURES – Moon Night and Day
INJ/SYS – Rotting Republic
NUCLEAR FAMILY – Beli

Jenn brings the Northwest
UNWOUND – Kid is Gone Chant of Revenge
BROKEN WATER – Faux King Vogue
MECCA NORMAL – Strong White Male
PENS – You Only Like Me When I Tell You I’m Wrong
THE BANGS – Sweet Revenge

Andrew describes himself through music
SWANKYS – I’m Punk
KURO – Midnight Baby
CONFUSE – Merciless Game
Z – Violence Action

Outro songs:
COCONUT COOLOUTS – Punk House Pt. 2
MARY MONDAY – Popgun



New Band Spotlight: Pettybone


September 16th, 2010 by

Trans-national hardcore ragers PETTYBONE have been shaking things up in London for the past few months, injecting some much needed socially conscious girl rage into the largely boy-centric punk scene in this city. Ivona, Amy, Lianna and Zel make up Pettybone, from Czech Republic, Germany, London and Cornwall respectively!  Their music is fairly unclassifiable in the best way, but mixes bits of ‘big’ sounding metallic hardcore that’s heavy on the chug with mid-paced, almost crusty sounds and a dose of ’90s-style impassioned melody. It’s just really exciting.

Of their name, they say:

We’re named after the artist Raymond Pettibon with a feminine twist […] One of most – if not the most iconic artist in punk rock. Although a few people have asked if we are Undertow / Edge Of Reason tribute band after John Pettibone. However this is not true.

They’ve just recorded an album in Putney with Sam Thredder, which has been mixed by Kurt Ballou, and are currently looking for someone to put it out.

You can listen to their demo, being given away at shows, currently here.