You will croak, you little clown, when you mess with President Brown! Funny how things come around. Where were you the first time you heard “California Über Alles”? Let’s share. I was sitting in a punk-rock pizza joint in South Boston with my cousin Phil. He had Jello’s words and whinny down pat. It was creepy but cool. I kept asking, “Philly, who is this?” He went on gurgling the words, pizza grease dripping down his chin, until Tony “Bats” (last name Battaglia and he had a bunch of bats signed by the Sox hanging over his blackened oven — nicknames find you) told him, “Philly, shut the f!!k up, and wipe your chin...no f!!king class.” Then Bats put it on me. Forever. “It’s the DK’s, kiddo.” And he leaned in and whispered the name of the band no one in Boston could bring themselves to speak comfortably, “Dead Kennedys.” After that it was Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables all summer, for several summers, and I shit you not I still have that cassette and it still plays! You’ll hear me rolling it Thursday night as I poke along Cedros looking for parking, where East Bay Ray, Klaus Fluoride, D.H. Peligro, and their latest singer, “Skip” Greer (who by all tour accounts is killing it), will be bringing down the Belly Up. The reunited, reignited L.A. skate-punk four-piece DFL will set it up.... Miss tix to that, Casbah’s got a stellar locals-only show I am sorry to miss, as New Kinetics, Schitzophonics, Gloomsday, and the Cardielles fill a barn-burner bill of local talent. For sure, four bands to watch in 2015...from Cleveland, and celebrating 25 years, the Grammy-winning hip-hop collective Bone, Thugs-n-Harmony will be at Fluxx downtown. Word is, this tour is their last in advance of their final record, E. 1999 Legends, which will go to the highest bidder when the tour wraps. The other word is, the King of Cleveland, LeBron James, is “interested.” He’s gotta do something while he’s sitting out all those Cavs games...and “lounge-core” quartet Jason Cruz & Howl (Strung Out) split a bill at Soda Bar with L.A. she-punk trio Des and the Cendents (“We want to be stereotyped. We want to be classified. Three sick females playing all Descendents.” Fine by me.)
“San Diego Freak Out” takes over Casbah Friday night, when surf-y psych-bent band Wild Wild Wets headlines sets by Burning Palms, Kim & the Created, Max Pain & the Groovies, Swift Beats, Moonshine, Slow White, and Sixties Guns. That is a lot of rock-roll for just 8 bones. And — AND — it’s a record-release show for the headliners’ 14th Floor, which, judging from the lead single I’m spinning on Bandcamp right now, good on you, WWW!... Up in Hillcrest, you’ve got another Costco-sized bill, as Glass Spells, Shady Francos, Flaggs, Kooties, and Tape Waves take over the Merrow for an event co-produced by Bleeding Gold Records called “Exchange No. 2.” Jay Allen Sanford got the scoop on this to-do in this week’s Blurt “Did he say free beer?” Yes, he did.... Up in the Heights: instrumental surf trio Jason Lee & the R.I.P.tides roll into the Tower after Sand Devils...while Curren$y’s rapping Pilot Talk at the North Park Theatre... And up up up in the rurals: Living Like a Runaway, the hard-rocking guitarist Lita Ford takes the Ramona Mainstage.
L.A. punk perennials the Dickies hit the ground running in 1977, when they opened a show at the Whisky a Go Go for the Germs and the Damned, eventually touring with their idols, the Ramones. Unlike other outsider acts of the time, though, the Dickies brought a sense of humor to the studio and stage and got tagged by their own kind as “bubble-gum punks.” Their take on the “Banana Splits (Tra La La Song)” remains their biggest hit and still sells in movie scores. It’s their Ramonesian rip of “Nights in White in Satin” I’m partial to, though. And they play ’em both in the show. Can’t not. The Dickies swing into Soda Bar after local keg-stand bands Midnight Eagle, Oddball, and Stalins of Sound on Saturday night.... Right down the street at the Hideout, you’ve got a deejay three-way anchored by our own goth goddess Robin Roth and featuring Jimbo James of Lovelife and Andy Rourke, who used to play bass in a band called the Smiths. They were a pretty big deal. (How long before the Coachella cash register gets those blokes back together? I’ll take your answers off the air).... Else: from Boston, art-school dropouts and long-time electro-industrial metal heads Powerman 5000 plug in at Brick by Brick behind their latest, Builders of the Future, after hed(PE), Knee High Fox, and the No Name Gang...while soul-sucking psych-rocker Kid Congo and his Pink Monkey Birds land at Casbah after SanFran uke-punk band Uke-Hunt and our own one-man grease-punk band Low Volts.
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