Of all the late ’70s punk godfathers, The Damned always seemed to be the ones to use the nascent punk sound for its purest purpose: To make great music.
This first-ever live DVD/Blu-Ray from Soilwork, arriving right around the two-year anniversary of the band’s excellent 2013 double album, The Living Infinite.
Unless you were there, chances are the pillars of the Orange County hardcore scene of the ’90’s don’t ring a bell like their East Coast counterparts do. Lucky for you, filmmaker Evan Jacobs was there, and he brought his video camera.
A bizarrely interesting mindtrip for fans of the outlandish. Acting is stiff and awkward, but very entertaining. The rapid-fire outrageousness is worth a look.
X is the coolest band ever. From the twisted poetry of Exene and John Doe to the steely-eyed perpetual smile of Billy Zoom to a drummer named D.J. Bonebrake.
A fascinating look into a photographer’s process. Kern puts the girls in all sorts of unique poses that are sexy, bizarre, creepy, beautiful, or just weird.
Spawning the quotables “Gobble, Gobble, motherfucker” and “Nice tits, bitch,” this is a low budget movie that’s more an attempt at comedy than a horror film.
Turisas, Korpiklaani, TYR, Finntroll, Leaves Eyes, and others are universally nice, even as Bill Zebub drags the questioning into his predictable banality.
Heavy on the big guitar riffs like his work with Ozzy. Wylde often relies too much on his distorted vocal tricks, but the disc is a fine primer for the curious.
Being interviewed by Bill Zebub is enough to melt anyone’s patience. A testament to the tolerance of Peter Steele, George “Corpsegrinder” Fisher, King Diamond.
This documentary carries a buncha footage from 20 years ago with Ig, some choice Stoogeliness, and interview footage with guitar player Ron Ashton. It’s great.
Widely considered one of the finest rock guitarists of his time, the opportunity to see him play makes this an ideal gift for the guitar nerd in your life.
All 80 shorts, uncut and restored to perfection, of the unforgettable characters: Spanky, Alfalfa, Froggy, Weezer, Pete the Pup, Miss Crab Tree and more.
Sex Pistols, Dead Boys, and The Damned covered’m: Their groove landed in The Avengers lap, the Flesheaters hands, then, with their true heirs, Black Flag.
Straight-up live show from a band linking The New York Dolls and the hair metal thing. Not up to Gun N’ Roses’ or Aerosmith’s level, more roots rock and roll.
Practice space run through shot live and unedited by the Flipside crew. You may already know “Richard Hung Himself.” (Slayer rocked it on Undisputed Attitude.)
On Halloween night, 1986, Midwest’s hammering punk legends Dead Boys showed up to collect their beer money. In the ’80s, we called this “good bootleg quality.”
A really good movie about some specific fallout from the P-word. Well shot, nicely edited, thoughtfully put together, a buncha nice interview stuff appended.
Pure hard rock riff action without Soundgarden/Alice In Chains’ metal, Mudhoney’s salt blast garage howl, or Pearl Jam’n’Nirvana’s classic rock balladry.