by Karl Bakla.
I purposely showed up late for this show, so I wouldn't have to wait around for it to begin. The show was held at a bar & wasn't going to begin until the "Big Game" was over, but the Super Bowl was delayed due to a blackout & the Metal inquisition couldn't begin till it was over. My plans were once again foiled. According to Bryan (at Second Life) this was a message sent to the American public that some unnamed force has the power to control the electrical grid.
The first band up was Rapewhistle & they play Echo Park Grind Core. All I know about Echo Park is what I learned from the movie Mi Vida Loca & I'm not sure if the lovely ladies in that movie would put up with a Grind trio setting up in their hood. I liked Rapewhistle a lot because they didn't venture into the world of guitar noodling wizards & sorcerers… if you read Short Fast Loud fanzine or listen to Capitalist Casualties you'll no doubt wet your butt over their Ear Violation E.P. They did get the crowd bobbing their heads, which isn't easy when you are the first band playing and everyone is just starting to get their drink on, but everyone seemed pleased when they blast beat'd through their cover of the Minor Threat tune Guilty of Being White.
Second was Fuck The Facts & they also do the Grind thing, but they are more Gore & less Core! The crowd instantly went ape shit over them. I had no idea that people over the age of 21 could slam. I'd join in, but I didn't want to have a second heart attack in one day. I liked Fuck The Facts, but in 1990 I was more likely to listen to Cringer than Napalm Death. I'd like to think the same holds true, the Punk Rocker in me was ready for them to wrap it up. I'd imagine if you like Grind Core or Death Metal you'll dig 'em.
For whatever reason the Local bands played third & fourth, but I was down like a clown. Next up were God’s America (AKA Seeds Of Rape), who are one of my favorite Local bands. With bellies full of beer & sperm the crowd was ready to party & when God’s America played their first note the crowd went buck wild. If you have never heard God’s America they remind me of Man Is The Bastard, minus the weird hippie shit. If you like Spazz, Lack Of Interest, or the bulk of stuff on Slap A Ham Records, you'll love them. Every time I see this band play I am totally blown away & this night was no exception. I'd elaborate more, but they played a short set that was over before I knew it.
Nests played last & the crowd still remained, which might be a good argument for making bar shows start times earlier. Late night bullshit sucks. I loved that this show was ending before midnight! I was really blown away by Nests, sure the sound was terrible, but you could tell these Twinks were playing some heavy duty Hard Core. Midway through their set they did a cover off SSD’s smash hit Glue, some guy that looked like Henry Rollins jumped on the stage & did a great job singing it with them. Towards the end of their set the bass player & singer were rolling around on stage. I attempted to pull out my penis and jerk off, but it turned out they weren't making out so I had to put my penis away. During the melee the bassist's bass broke & their set was cut shorter than my wiener!
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