Literature

July Reading Assignment: THE GOOD, THE TOUGH, AND THE DEADLY is Your New High Octane Action Guidebook

Yesterday was July 4th and few things scream America’s independence more than a nice action movie or 3. Bombs bursting in air… rockets with their red glare… guns, explosions, blood, guts, boom! It’s hard to think of something more American than blowing shit up, kicking some ass, and taking some motherfucking names! Of course, in…

MISERY OBSCURA is Required Reading for Punks Old and New

I loved this book and then decided I had to pass it on to the next generation of music fans. Our (second) youngest writer was the logical choice to share my love for horror punk with – well, notably the Misfits, Danzig’s post-Misfits work does nothing for me. But I digress… Even if Samhain and…

THE UNTOLD, IN-DEPTH, OUTRAGEOUSLY TRUE STORY ABOUT SHAPIRO GLICKENHAUS ENTERTAINMENT… Wow, That’s a Mouthful

The Untold, In-Depth, Outrageously True Story of Shapiro Glickenhaus is the first book from Marco Siedelmann to cover this awesome world of working class films that has been pushed out of the current model. His new book, Stories from the Trenches, is all about the life and films of great B-movie director from this era…

MACRO Value from MICROcosm

Microcosm Publishing out of Portland is a solid base of DIY spirit in the North West. For a mere sliding scale of $10-30 a month you can get books, T shirts and personal stories that will connect you to your scene and beyond. Here are just a few examples of some great reads… The Prodigal…

31 Days, Day 23: MEMETIC Shows Us the End is Nigh

Ignorance is now a choice. We have lightning fast connection to all of human information with us at all times. It changes how we communicate and how we pass information. I still have one friend that will call me to identify an obscure Muppet or remember who played that part in what movie. But other…

31 Days, Day 12: WYTCHES by Snyder and Jock is a Must Read

I was fortunate enough to spend some of the weekend up at New York Comic Con. When approaching many of the booths, vendors would ask “What are you into?”. I’d usually respond “Capes, Horror…”; that’s as far as I’d ever get before the vendor would say “Have you read Wytches?”. I had not and this…

Cannonball

Reality is a cannonball Crashing through your safe house Knocking you off your fat couch Smashing your zombie drool TV Fucking up the entitled comfort It rips your previous privacy apart Not giving a fuck about your opinion Explosive round of self examination Privilege punks protesting privilege Sore losers rally chapped asses Booing and spewing…

Rustbelt Happy Hour Blues

That barroom didn’t like us Not it’s cheap vinyl floor Or tacky poor trashy decor It’s worn wooden stools creaked As we bellied up brewskis bought Shots of well whiskey burnt down Old time jukebox crystal clear Country crooners and doo wop Mean mugging motherfuckers Staring like statues of old Greece Blue collar heroes broken…

The Valley

Archetypes emasculate time honored hope Spitting corrosive venom hot The rusted towers of industry weep Lay offs, pay offs, fuck off Smokestack silence louder than bombs Unionized unemployment strengthens Glory days passed down like mythology A Bruce Springsteen blue collar lullaby Gentrified curses terrorize generations Corporate blight covers gritty truth Slipping mickeys to consumers Taking…

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Gentrified hope faded when they push the color out Businessmen bury old by building clout Open shut deals land taken for trendy gold Safety means white and black means night Poor pushed beyond the pale Uptown, Midtown, and all around for sale Valley girl TV voices replace ghetto slang Fixed gear lifestyles organically priced The…

Burning Away

Destructive systems punish the generations While outside the world turns epically slowly Grinding down the hearts of any who love free Political ideals become the fuel for change While revolutionaries are labeled crazy Suit wearing white men are trusted by distrusting fools The system is broke but still kept for lack of better terms Excuses…

Retro Review: Rettman’s Chronicle of Detroit Hardcore is a Must Read

The following review was originally written for thepaintedman.com just after the release of the book. Since that time, Tony has done several other amazing projects. Today’s repost was sparked by his appearance on the Cinepunx podcast. Why Be Something That You’re Not is not only a great question. It’s also the name of a song…

War

When guns fire loud The world divides One side cheers The other jeers Both wave flags For or against Patriots of difference No one is safe from opinions That’s the rub, man Just a real big pissing contest But in this one people die Mothers lose sons and daughters Wives lose husbands Husbands lose wives…

Hell

Hell is place just next door The burning beds of suburbia White washed fear mongers Patriotic pencil pushers Racist redneck scoundrels Hell is a place down the street Heroin veined child’s play Playground shooting range Candle light vigil litter box Graffiti church door locked Hell is a place forgotten Under overpasses zoom Alley head giving…

Elected Chaos

Electoral factual frustration Polarized reality TV nation Trump card steaming dump Political pundit breast pump Youth passion feeling the Bern Entitled culture toss and turn Circle jerk circus debate Blue state, red state, masturbate Voting booth pride and prejudice Realities ignorance is bliss Broken ones victim guns Street sweepers, cell sleepers Terror fearful passes masses…

American Dreams

It’s undeniable exhausted death Underlying truth grey unknown Truth tellers, pew yellers, cast spellers Suit lapel flag promise breakers talk Voting booth rotten tooth hopeful America, America, God shaved his beard Devil wants, taunts, fancy restaurants Lobster tails, rabbit trails, tall tales Jesus only son, machine gun glory Mexican border cartels cheap hotels Heroin soaked,…

The Devil Inside…

… or How Netflix Exposed My Inner Demons There is a devil inside all of us.  Even the good natured, the devout follower, and the purest of heart has this devil buried somewhere below.  And if we watch closely, sometimes it will peak its head for brief moments… though, sometimes we need not watch too…

That We Smiled in the Dark

So I asked, foolishly, what was ahead I needed to steady the wheel. There’s a storm a brewin’, you see Insurmountable crests that are meant for man nor beast Times when the least left to offer will be the most I have to give Broke down A spanked vision will speak wonders Beautiful attempts pre-failure…