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Lotus (Belgian hardcore) premiere video for “The Plea” off their upcoming album “The Road to Calvary”

Belgium’s hardcore hardcorers LOTUS have announced their new album, “The Road to Calvary” will be released on December 9th. For those of you who only speak Hardcore, that’s “XxXThexRoadxtoxCalvaryXxXxxxXXxxxXxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.”

In the meantime, they’ve premiered their video for a single off the album, “The Plea,” which you can check out below.



Stick To Your Guns stream full album “True View”

Orange County hardcore outfit Stick To Your Guns are currently streaming their brand new album True View in full. You can listen to it below.

True View was released on October 13h via Pure Noise Records and is their sixth studio album. The album follows the band’s last EP titled Better Ash Than Dust, which was released on September 23rd, 2016.



Dead Ending (hardcore) stream “Bring On The Mob” off upcoming album

Chicago hardcore outfit Dead Ending are streaming the track “Bring On The Mob” off their upcoming album “Shoot the Messenger” out November 17th via Alternative Tentacles. The band, comprised of the legendary Vic Bondi (Articles of Faith), Derek Grant (Alkaline Trio) and Nathan Voorhees (Ensign, Vision), throws some fast paced, in your face political punk rock.

Check out the new song below.

Dead Ending will be holding a record listening party on November 17th at Kuma’s Corner in Chicago.



Hangman (Long Island, Hardcore) to release new EP “A Vile Decree”

Baltimore based hardcore label Flatspot Records have signed Long Island exports Hangman and are to release a five song 7″, “A Vile Decree” on November 3rd.

Pre-orders are up now – and have a listen to advance track “Pesticide” below.



DS Editorial: The Night I Videotaped Circle Jerks & Fear And Barely Lived To Tell About It

Words by Loren Kantor

In the winter of 1981, I responded to a backpage ad in Flipside, an independent zine covering the Los Angeles punk rock scene. The ad read: “Videographer needed to document local punk shows.” I’d spent several thousand dollars on a Panasonic video camera and was looking for a way to recoup the investment. I called the number and spoke with Boris, a man with a heavy Slavic accent. He told me to meet him on Wednesday night at the Stardust Ballroom, an old big band venue at the corner of Western & Sunset in East Hollywood.

All I had to do was videotape several hours of punk rock performances and Boris would pay me $300. It sounded simple enough. I’d been a drummer in high school with a love for prog-rock bands like Genesis and King Crimson. I didn’t know much about punk. I’d heard the Sex Pistols and the Clash. I figured punk was just another outlet for teen angst and rebellion, the essence of all rock ‘n’ roll.

The band list that night included the Circle Jerks, Fear and Black Flag. This would be an epic LA show, but I had no way of knowing this at the time. Boris met me outside the venue. He wore a dark sharkskin suit and his face was pockmarked with acne scars. He introduced me to El Duce, a local punk legend who would be my chaperone that evening. El Duce was a menacing singer for the “rape rock” band The Mentors. He was a bald Latino with a ratty beard, sanpaku eyes and a hairy belly protruding beneath a tight t-shirt. He was rude, crass and prone to spitting on and cursing women. (One of his songs included the lyrics, “Bend up and smell my anal vapor, your face is my toilet paper.”) Boris said, “As long as you stay near him no one will fuck with you.”

Boris said he’d meet me on the sidewalk after the show. I followed El Duce into the lobby past a mass of white teens wearing t-shirts and jeans. People gave El Duce a wide berth as he flashed the finger and made fart sounds with his lips. I noticed several skinheads beating the crap out of a longhair near the concession stand. I also had long hair. I turned on my video camera and started taping. My camera would be my invisibility cloak, my instrument of anonymity.

El Duce disappeared into the crowd leaving me without a security detail. I entered the performance space as the Circle Jerks were playing “Live Fast Die Young.” Singer Keith Morris thrashed around stage screaming indecipherable vocals into the microphone. The music was frenetic with distorted guitar, pulsing bass and hyperactive drums. I searched for a vantage point to position my camera. There was an opening left of stage, directly beneath a large amp. I turned on my portable light and carved through the crowd like a snowplow.

There were about 200 people in the audience. Most were calm except a few trying to start a mosh pit. As the Circle Jerks stormed through their playlist, the throng pushed against me and the slam dancing began in earnest. I was struck by a few wayward arm thrusts but I was more concerned for the camera than my own personal safety.

At the end of the set I followed the Circle Jerks backstage. I entered a small room with graffiti-covered walls, a torn couch and several broken chairs. Guitarist Greg Hetson thrust a beer into my hand. He urged me to roll camera as he yelled directly into the lens. “We’re making history tonight. LA is the center of the punk universe.” Someone else screamed, “The Pistols are pussies.” El Duce entered the room, dropped his pants and grabbed his testicles. Everyone was excited, caught in the magnitude of the evening.

That was when I sensed a menacing presence in the corner. He was a short, stocky man with close-cropped hair, muscular neck and piercing blue eyes. He was quiet and tense, oozing rage like a tiger caught in a steel trap. I pointed the camera toward him. He flipped me off and scowled. I turned away, intimidated. El Duce admonished me, “Don’t diss Lee, man. He’ll mess you up.” He referred to Lee Ving, the notorious lead singer of Fear. To this day I’ve never met a scarier human being.

I returned to the auditorium and was greeted by a stench of body odor and stale beer. The room was now packed with thousands of screaming, shirtless fans. My previous camera position was filled. I made a fateful decision, climbing atop the eight-foot high amplifier on the stage. From there I could tape the performance without anyone blocking my view. The sound might be muffled but I was clear of the mosh pit and out of harm’s way.

As Fear began their set, the crowd roared. Suddenly everything was chaos. Their first song was “I Love Livin’ In The City.” Moshers blitzed the stage and smashed into each other like bowling pins. Two beefy bouncers grabbed the aggressive fans and hurled them into the oscillating mass. A band member played an out-of-tune saxophone. Lee Ving stumbled backwards, bodies flying around him. At one point, he looked my way. This caught the crowd’s attention as if they suddenly noticed me for the first time.

I pointed the camera toward the crowd. This was a big mistake. A cup of beer hit me in the chest. Suddenly I felt the amplifier swaying. I looked down and saw two moshers rocking the amp back and forth. Fans cheered. Lee Ving thrust his fist in the air as if to signal his approval.

The amp toppled. I cradled my camera to my chest and prepared for impact. I fell headfirst into a horde of bodies and limbs. People began punching and kicking me. Someone yanked my hair. Others spit at me. I curled into a ball, making myself as small as possible. For some reason I focused on the song that was playing, “Beef Bologna.” I had the thought, “That’s a strange thing to write a song about.”

Someone grabbed me under the armpits and dragged me away. I’ve no idea who it was. He deposited me by the back wall, near the bathroom. My shirt was soaked from sweat and beer. My breathing was labored. I struggled to my feet and shuffled out of the venue. When I reached the sidewalk, I gulped for air. My nose was bleeding but my main concern was my camera. There was a dent in the camera body but it still worked. I pointed at the marquee and took one last shot. Then I staggered to my car and drove home.

The next morning the phone rang at 6:30. It was Boris. He wanted to know why I didn’t meet him after the show. I told him what happened. He wasn’t interested. All he cared was whether I recorded Black Flag. I told him no. He cursed in Slavic. He said there’d been a near riot and a tape of the show would be gold.

He asked if he could get the tape that morning. I told him my camera was damaged and I wanted extra money. He said he would only pay $200 since I didn’t record Black Flag. We agreed on $400. Before delivering the tape, I watched the footage. The performance shots were dark and the sound quality crackled. But the backstage shots of the Circle Jerks and Lee Ving looked great.

It would take a few weeks before my ribs and nose were back to normal. The trauma would take longer to heal. I don’t know why I didn’t make a copy of the tape. Maybe I wanted to put the incident behind me. That would be the last punk show I ever attended.



Music Video: Dr. Living Dead! – “Terror Vision”

Swedish crossover act Dr. Living Dead! have released a music video for their brand new song “Terror Vision”, which you can check out below.

“Terror Vision” is taken from Dr. Living Dead!’s upcoming fourth record Cosmic Conqueror, coming out on October 27th via Century Media.



Emmer Effer release album “From The Bottom Down”

LA hardcore exports Emmer Effer have released their debut album, “From the Bottom Down”, which came out October 6th on Felony Records. The band mark the release by playing the label’s 20th Anniversary celebration this Friday in El Segundo, CA

You can listen to the album below.



Cutting Through announce east coast shows

Portland hardcore act Cutting Through have just announced a few east coast tour dates. Check out the dates and locations while blasting their tunes below.

The band released their latest album A Will To Change on September 21, 2017 through New Age Records.



Genosha (hardcore, VA) stream album “Our Conviction”

Virginia-based hardcore unit Genosha are streaming their latest record entitled Our Conviction. Heavily metal-infused, the album features nine tracks of absolute filth and it’s bloody great. The label responsible for bringing Genosha’s seething resentment to the public is Tired and Pissed Records. You can check out the entire album below.

The previous release from Genosha was the 2016 album, Our Contempt.



Hardcore vets American War Machine (Slapshot, Agnostic Front, Blood for Blood) release new single “Becoming Death”

If you’re in need of some fresh east coast hardcore, American War Machine have you covered. They’ve released a single from their upcoming EP, “Prey Drive.” The EP will be released via Bride Nine Records on October 20th.

American War Machine includes members of Agnostic Front, Slapshot, Blood for Blood, and Intent to Injure. Pre-orders are available at the bandcamp page for the EP. You can stream “Becoming Death” below!



Body Count release music video for “This Is Why We Ride”

Thrash Metal band Body Count have released a video for the song “This Is Why We Ride” which is featured on the album “Bloodlust”, watch it below.

The album earned the band a lot of success this year, earning nominations for Metal Artist of the Year, Metal Album of the Year (Bloodlust) and Metal Song of the Year (No Lives Matter) at the upcoming 2017 Loudwire Music Awards. The event will take place on October 24th and Body Count will be performing a live set.



No Warning (Hardcore) release music video for new song “Hell Realm”

Canadian hardcore legends No Warning have released a music video for their new song “Hell Realm”, you can watch it below. The song is from their upcoming album “Torture Culture”.

The new album will be released on October 13th via Last Gang Entertainment and Bad Actors. It is the band’s first album release since 2004’s “Suffer, Survive”.



Code Orange premiere animated “The Mud” music video through Adult Swim

Code Orange have released a video for their track “The Mud” through Adult Swim. You can watch it below.

The striking video was directed by Dmitry Zakharov and Code Orange’s Eric “Shade” Balderose, and the track was taken from Code Orange’s latest album Forever, released on January 13th via Roadrunner.



Stick To Your Guns stream new track “The Reach For Me: Forgiveness of Self”

Orange County hardcore outfit Stick To Your Guns are currently streaming a new track titled “The Reach For Me: Forgiveness of Self.” You can listen to it below.

The track is taken from the band’s upcoming sixth studio album True View, which is set to be released October 13th via Pure Noise Records.



Counterparts release video for “Swim Beneath My Skin”

Canadian hardcore act Counterparts have released a video for “Swim Beneath My Skin”: you can check out the video (and upcoming tour dates) below. This follows the release of their most recent album “You’re Not You Anymore”.

Counterparts vocalist Brendan Murphy, said this about their new song: “Swim Beneath My Skin” is a song about how we allow ourselves to be so vulnerable it feels like another human being is literally making their way through your body. It’s often terrifying but for me, it’s necessary.”