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Just wanted to do a quick posting of this 1981 track by Honey Bane, as I wrote extensively about her here, with the inclusion of her Crass Records track “Girl On The Run.”

A total departure from her anarcho-punk sound of prior releases on Crass Records and with Fatal Microbes, “Turn me On Turn Me Off” was her second single release from her [failed] five year contract with EMI. It is also included in my “March 17th” mix from 2007.

Donna performing “Turn Me On Turn Me Off” on Top of The Pops in 1981 (can’t help but post this again):

Fatal Microbes track to come, finally….. maybe.

I’m too mentally exhausted to write anything of any merit, have been too busy (and spent a week out of town) to blog. But I will post this charming email I got from a reader who is pretty psyched on Farced, thus really making my month (especially with the follow up email.) Also, this means I won’t be pulling the plug on Farced, as I have been toying with. Toot toot:

s y b i l ,

I was making a futile attempt to pretend the following wasn’t true “Back when myspace was still relevant in the world of social networking” (but you’re painfully correct), emailing them about Death in June when I stumbled on your amazing blog. I was just looking for links to their music to play for a new friend on MySpace, because I thought they might like them, when a link “To Drown a Rose” led me to your blog.

I have a little ADD when it comes to the internet, just giving everything a skim, while never digesting anything. Instead, just wasting more time than I intended to. With your blog, it started out innocently enough by pressing play on the first song that I saw “Föhn In Den Bergen” by Die Partei. I was immediately sucked in by their post-punk, Kraftwerkian sound and I scoured the internet, trying to research them and realized I wasn’t getting anywhere. That’s when I realized your blog talked about the songs you included and I was immediately hooked. Post after post! Amazed that I had been so clueless about a great many things when I’ve always prided myself on being a music geek. For instance, you kept using the term NDW (which I later found out from Wikipedia meant “Neue Deutsche Welle”). Also, I never made the Christiane F. connection with Einsturzende Neubauten, even though it was staring me in the face for the past decade. It was exciting to download those tracks. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed everything you’ve written and the music that you’ve posted.

I write you just to solidify that I’m a fan and I will be keeping an eye on your blog. I feel such a renewed “Lust for Life,” which is often coupled with my passion for music. It’s a very exciting to find someone who puts the Muse back in Music for me.

Thank You,
a d a m

Yeah, I can’t believe I just posted that but it really halted my plans to stop updating Farced and let it dissipate. In the follow up email I was asked where I got the name Farced from, I am including the Rudimentary Peni track that inspired the name. I posted some more Rudimentary Peni here in January. There is also more reasoning behind the name but it’s 5am and I really need to sleep. Contrary to popular assumption, I am NOT a 40 year old man but a spry young woman. Thank you Adam for two wondrous emails that let me know this hobby of a blog is appreciated. Once I revamp the blog layout, (banner like everyone else in the blogosphere hooray!), I’ll include an about me page. This egomaniacal post is decried by the Chameleons “your ego is your closest friend, never lets you down” lyric ringing in my head.

Working on scanning some of the 843494 rolls of film from what I like to call the dark year (2008) soon, will have to make a mass update, along with some more music. Probably sometime after compiling these scans into submissions for my future. I make no sense. Good night.

Shirt says “Global Warming is a BUMMER,” took it two summers ago, posting it today because this FICKLE ass weather could not be any more apropos.

I have created a Twitter for dear old Farced, because sometimes I can’t just blog about one video or link. I have also exhausted my personal twitter and facebook with links (amongst other things) at the expense of looking crazy. Though one friend did inform me that I was his favorite twitterer, adding “fuq shaq.”

Jack Crank whom I mentioned in the last post, called my blog “the new jumpoff,” which effortlessly made my night. I have been waiting so long for some records from the UK, that one seller even sent me HER copy of the Hit Parade record she sold me. This is making me nervous that someone in the USPS is stealing my mail. If this paranoid thinking is indeed true, I am fucked as Anthrax sent me one of the shirts they are printing. The shirts are incorporating the cover of the retrospective cd they put out (and again, they thanked me on) which are both on sale on their site.

Here was my Easter weekend “on the go” iPod playlist which really just resulted in me playing the first on repeat probably 24 times:

Epileptics – 1970’s Have Been Made in Hong Kong
Legion of Parasites – Eroded Freedom
Antisect – The World’s Biggest Runt
Vivian Girls – Telepathic Love
Karma Sutra – It’s Our World Too
Lost Cherrees – Why Does It Have To Be A Dream?
Lost Cherrees – Real Crimes
Sleeping Dogs – (I Got My Tan In) El Salvador
The Mob – Never Understood

It was that kind of family strife filled weekend. Needless to say I spent my first Easter with my friends, saving me from enacting the joke of blasting “The Church is For Sinners” while my mother attended Easter mass. Events of late have got me thinking about this Anthrax poster I have somewhere and have been meaning to photocopy (click to enlarge):

I swear, this year is making me feel more and more like I am 18 again. Except there wasn’t really any thing really resembling anarchy in the streets of NYC then and I am also not playing Crass at The Hole with Frank (hilarious right?).

I became re-obsessed with the first song on this playlist, by the Flux of Pink Indians when they went by the Epileptics in 1979. The drumming is the best part with Penny Rimbaud drumming on this EP, though other sources claim differently, but there were THREE pressings of this EP. Blast it repeatedly, because after all “1970’s Have Been Made in Hong Kong” is barely two minutes long. I am pretty sure that this mp3 is from the 1981 re-recording with Rimbaud, but who would know in the olden days of slsk?



EDIT: The mp3 is fromthe re-recorded 1981 release.

*photo of the Hole above from Epicly Later’d, I can’t believe I went back to look for it.

This New School student occupation just reminds me of the French uprisings in May 1968. I mean the New School students WERE reading “On the Poverty of Student Life” for chrissakes.

Why am I even writing about this? I felt the need to point out the obvious, possibly pre-arranged similarities, awoke with the Karma Sutra song included in this post in my head, know one if not two of the fellows who got arrested, and honestly have abandoned my poor little blog. But I mean really now, is it any surprise that I find this such a radical thing?

I need copies of Raoul Vaneigem’s The Book of Pleasures (out of print) and The Revolution of Everyday Life:

People who talk about revolution and class struggle without referring explicitly to everyday life, without understanding what is subversive about love and what is positive in the refusal of constraints, such people have corpses in their mouths.

Yes, every day I feel like I am 18 again this year, further with all the recession induced Situationist re-reading. Though I feel like I have a better grasp of Situationist theory than I did then. Guy Debord has recently been recognized as a “National Treasure” in France, in an effort to prevent Yale from acquiring all of his personal archives. A quote from Brecht would be all too fitting regarding Debord’s resurgence in popularity, but I will spare you.

I made a new friend last night at my favorite watering hole via our matching Amebix shirts, ahh the small things in life. The best part is that his blog is named No Gods, No Vegetables. Yes, I listen to Anarcho/Peace Punk & Crust and eat meat, deal! Jack and I made an agreement, I will hook him up with all the Anarcho mp3s his heart desires and he will try to get me into nu-metal. Amebix’s “University Challenged” is mildly fitting for this post, I posted it here. I am also including the track “Alienation” by Crisis (pre Death In June/Theatre of Hate), since they used artwork from the May 1968 posters.

More on the New School Occupation: The New School In Exile & New School Occupied.

Photos from May 1968 in Paris here.

Not to detract from the musical magic here, you can see the video of the NYPD “not using force” here.

Well I am still alive. I can finally feel my neck again and my larynx has stopped hurting. Saturday my voice was barely a whisper, after raging the fuck out at the Amebix show and then partying my brains out Friday night by dancing and screaming above the music at my friend Jamie‘s party. I think everyone knows how loud I could get after a few drinks, especially accompanied with dancing!

AMEBIX at Bowery Ballroom, originally uploaded by mister RALPHY.

Back to Amebix, they were AMAZING, no, there needs to be a word created to describe it aside from amazing and legendary. I went alone since my friend bailed, and ended up befriending the dude I sold the ticket to. Beverly, Jake and Ty were there to witness this historic show. I don’t know how I did not tear up once but I totally lost my shit (subsequently getting knocked on the right side of my face from everyone else’s raging; sorta bummed I didn’t end up with a black eye). The first song played was perfectly “Winter” and last of the two encores “Arise.” I love how everyone in their full punk regalia looked at me in shock while I screamed “SLAAAAAAVE!!!!!” between songs, sadly it was not played. Oh the looks I got from folks at the show. I walked out smelling like gutter rot but did not mind so much as I found it hilarious. I should have been dorky and asked for a photo with Baron but I just wanted to get the hell out of there.

I managed to take three photos and a video of Amebix, and one video of Kylesa who never cease to amaze me live. The 24 second Amebix video shows just how impossible it was to stay still:


Now I just need Alternative, DIRT, Lack Of Knowledge and Anthrax UK to perform in NYC to set off 2009! One can dream.

Go give Baron, Stigs and Spider your money if you like bastard CDs.

I’ve been bed ridden for the past two days, (yes, sick again! it blows) but I will surely not miss Amebix play with Kylesa as openers later today. Though not touring as the remaining three (Stigs, Baron & Spider), Stone Sour/Sepultura drummer Roy Mayorga is touring in replacement of Spider. Kylesa puts on a great show, I saw them play with Battletorn in 2004 at Knitting Factory along with Baroness (whose drummer is EXCELLENT + boner inducing).

I think it’s hilarious that someone from last.fm posted this on the event page for the show: “apparently no gods no masters has one exception, to the one true master: TICKETMASTER!” Ha!

I’ve included my favorite track from my favorite Amebix release (aside from Who’s The Enemy EP). I have also included the 1979 formative demo track “University Challenged” which appeared on the first Bullshit Detector LP (anyone wanna sell me vol 3?). I totally forgot about this song as I haven’t uploaded any of the Bullshit Detector series to my iTunes yet. I don’t think many people have heard it as it hasn’t been included in anything Amebix has officially put out. Give me a holler if you want the demo.

I think it’s only right I play the whole discography and rage this fever out until tonight.

Download some live albums here.

At the beginning of this Rudimentary Peni song, aptly titled “Black President” it sounds like Nick Blinko is saying Obama, but in reality is actually screaming “peanut farmer” in his English accent. Just barely over a minute long, it was released on their 1981 self titled EP.

I am also including my favorite Rudimentary Peni song, “Only Human” due to the briliance and inanity of Blinko’s lyrics:

“Hey youuu! Yeah youuuuu!
You’re the only human everyone’s an alien
Save youuuuuuuu, save youuuuuuuuuu
We’re malevolent malignant tumours sucking on your body

Preying on your mind never mind, never mind
Preying on your mind never mind, never minnnnnnd!!!!
Dissecting your soul, spirit being or whatever
Put your brain [unintelligible]
We’ve your whole life videoed
Your womb, sub-life, childhood, adolescence, adulthood, old aggggggggge… “

It’s even better if you listen to the “Bile Ball” and “Farce” right after it on the Farce EP released on Crass Records.
A nice crusty kid from Finland sent me the text file of The Primal Screamer, Blinko’s fictionalized semi-autobiography which is now out of print and very hard to find. I will gladly pass this on to anyone who asks for it.

You can see some of Nick Blinko’s primarily macabre art here.

I am so excited about today, I didn’t think I would get so emotional. The end is in less than 7 hours!!!!!!!