On the road with Walt Hamburger by Lorien Lamarr

Walt Hamburger used to be best known for his role in the punk trio The Hamburgers. Working merch, at least once per show I explained that Hamburger was not Walt’s given surname, saying “It’s sorta like Joey Ramone, except instead of Ramone, he’s a Hamburger.”

Deb Frazin Photo Column—The Groans

The Groans have just released their new album Earth Dweller on Get Better Records! I hear influences of Team Dresch, a touch of The Breeders, and some Sonic Youth. The contrasting/intertwining vocals swirling around the album gives the songs a stirring, conspicuous streak throughout the album.

Daisy Noemi Photo Column—Aurat

Los Angeles band, Aurat (OH-RUT), meaning “Women” in Urdu, embraces the Urdu language with lyrics of its native language and nontraditional sounds.

One Punk Goes to the Movies: 1967—The Year Film Broke by James Rosario

In 1967, a series of landmark films were released that ushered in a new era of American filmmaking. Violence, sex, race, and disillusionment were faced head on, and the cinematic landscape would never be the same again.

Deb Frazin Photo Column—Otniel Y Los Condors

Ex-Pedal Strike guitarist/songwriter Otniel Antezana Alba has just released his kick-ass debut album with his new band Otniel Y Los Condors, and I can’t get enough of it!

Anthony Mehlhaff photo column—Daikaiju

Daikaiju amidst their infamous fire ritual moments before being doused with a bicarbonate and phosphate combo and then 86’ed from The 1720 in Los Angeles, California 2018.

Interview with NOlympics LA, By Daryl Gussin and Steve Couch

“The more your learn about it, it’s pretty hard not to oppose.”

Deb Frazin Photo Column—Rollins Band

Going through some of my old photographs, I found some snaps from The Rollins Band at The Whisky!

Chris Boarts Larson Photo Column—Swordweilder

It’s no secret that I love the Amoeba-Grinder style of metallic crust (aka Amebix and Axegrinder influenced). I pretty much wear that one right on my sleeve. The show was outside on a steamy August night, under a bridge, next to the river beside a huge pile of rocks and under a full moon.

A Eulogy for 1919 Hemphill by the People Who Ran It, By Rick V. and many ex-1919 Hemphill Volunteers

Some of the people I met there as literal children are now some of my best friends. Punk’s not dead, but 1919 Hemphill is.