Thursday, August 16, 2018

Three New Songs From Bandcamp

When I do a New on Bandcamp post, I'm guilty of going to recent releases on the Bandcamp page and not checking up on the e-mail updates I get of the bands I have followed. So let's check out some new releases of the bands I've clicked "Follow" on.

Heck yeh. From Salford, UK, which is in North West England, this was released back in March 2017, but vinyl and CD copies of the 5 song album are still available:

DuPage County Hardcore "was created to preserve and make available the wealth of punk-, metal- and hip-hop related music released in suburban Chicago in the '80s, '90s and early '00s." You can get the entire discography for $20, which is a ton of music for on the cheap. Here's a cool track:

Interesting electro-prog from Chris King of This Will Destroy You (whom I've heard of) and Sam Chown (who I have not heard of).

As far as Christian allegory goes, Jesus and Lucifer are the best, but keep it in mind it's only allegory. That shit ain't real.

Sunday, August 12, 2018

New From Bandcamp: Electro-Brut from Texas; a Spooky Track from Chicago; and a Comp of Professional Women Whistlers from the early 20th Century

A couple of weeks ago I'd started an essay on PC culture and punk rock, but never got around to finishing it. The point of that essay was, if you think PC culture is infringing on your punk rock good time, you're probably just being a dick and don't realize it. Then this past Friday I started work on a Bauhaus retrospective, which I also didn't complete. Such is life, ya know. Maybe I'll finish those at a later date -- maybe I won't. If I do, you'll be the first to know! (Assuming you follow the blog.)

Love that Freddie Gibbs album "Freddie."

I should have a new show out this weekend -- it'll feature Freak Genes, because their new album Qwak Qwak is great stuff, and we got our record vault semi-organizized, so there should be some fun vinyl obscurities on the show, plus a lot of stuff familiar to loyal CNQers, as CNQ faves The Bordellos, Doctor Nod, Violence Creeps, Simo Soo, Custom Made Music, and Candy and the Suckers have all released new material since the last time I did a show.

The Candy and the Suckers track is awesome -- it's def what I'm trying to do with the electro-brut parts of Occult Character, only a million times better:

The Sexy Turtle Doves from Chicago put out /a lot/ of material, to the point where I don't check out everything they release. This is a cool, spooky track though:

When I first started doing "New From Bandcamp" posts, I was in a heavy phase, having just discovered grindcore and extreme metal. You don't see that from me too much these days -- not because I don't like that type of music anymore, but just because my music taste is relatively fluid. Here's something odd from Canary Records, a compilation of tracks by professional women whistlers, from 1917 to 1927:

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

The MC5's Wayne Kramer Shares His Life Story In New Autobiography

The Hard Stuff: Dope, Crime, The MC5 & My Life of Impossibilities by Wayne Kramer. Hardcover, 304 Pages, Da Capo Press, $28.00

Loyal followers of CNQ (don't laugh, there's three or four, at least) know I'm not a critic or a reviewer -- as I frequently point out, I just share music I like here on the blog and on the podcast, and occasionally gab about this or that. I don't have anything against music criticism or reviewers. Being a critic's just not my bag is all. That being said, when I was contacted by Da Capo Press to review Wayne Kramer's new autobiography, I was like A) why is Da Capo slumming it with me, and B) hey, free book. So I got in contact with them and they were nice enough to send me an advance copy.

I was shamefully ignorant about Kramer, and the MC5. As a kid, reading SPIN and Rolling Stone in the early 90s, I'd read about the MC5 here and there, but never heard an album and all I knew was they were "proto-punk" and political, like Rage Against the Machine.

I remember seeing Jennifer Aniston in an MC5 shirt on an episode of Friends ("The One with the Lottery," back in 2003), and thinking, "I don't think that Rachael would be into that band." It was probably after that I sought out and listened to the song "Kick Out the Jams" (more than likely I downloaded it on LimeWire), and thought it was cool enough, but I have no memory of listening to anything else by them.

Fast forward to July 27 2018 when I received the book, right before I was going out of town on vacation to camp, hike, and drink in the Sawtooth Mountains in Idaho with my old college buddies. I had a lot of time to read and was able to finish the book in record time for me.

It helped that Kramer has an insightful, thoughtful, and conversational tone. Ranging from the first riot the MC5 ever played, to the type of soup he disliked as a kid (Campbell's Tomato Soup with rice added), to his life of hard drinking, drugging, and time in prison, he's a sharp, funny, sarcastic, introspective and progressive guy, and seems a reliable-enough narrator. His wry sense of humor and honesty shows up early in a particularly weird but humorous recounting of his first sexual experience that cracked me up, even though, technically, a ten year old Wayne was molested by his 16 year old babysitter. But, different times.

In 1965, when Dennis Thompson and Michael Davis joined Kramer, Fred Smith, and Rob Tyner, they got their hair and distortion levels right and the MC5 started in earnest with "Dope, Rock'n'Roll, and Fucking In the Streets" as their battlecry. Kramer was 19 and 20 when the MC5 hit their high water mark a couple of years later. He shares fond and not so fond memories and insightful thoughts about the 1967 Detroit Riots, the White Panther Party, how he avoided going to Vietnam, and the usually fun (sex, drugs, and rocking out) but sometimes not-so-fun (raids, arrests, angry radicals, and COINTELLPRO) chaos that seemed to follow the MC5 wherever they went.

After the MC5 broke up, Kramer began a downward spiral into a career as a drug and drink addicted criminal. His life was still chaotic, as it had been in the band, but the fun was eventually completely replaced by the sordid daily routine of addiction and the constant threat of violence that a criminal lifestyle engenders.

"Oh, man, Wayne, why are you doing this to yourself?" was my refrain through most of the book. Kramer's life story is one of almost uninterrupted self-sabotage. It gets grim as Kramer hits low point after low point, struggling with his drug and alcohol dependencies. But there are peaks amidst all the valleys. The occasions when Kramer rises above his addiction and gets to play great shows or work with other musicians he respects and admires are a joy to read, because he clearly enjoyed it so much. And he has a dry wit and observational sense of humor that helps balance the depressing parts, so at no point does he get so maudlin that it becomes difficult or a bore to read.

The Hard Stuff is part celebration of 1960s counter-culture in the way Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is, and part warning against the dangers of heroin (and heavy drinking/hard drug use in general), in the way Burrough's Junky and Naked Lunch are. It begins as a rock'n'roll coming-of-age in the '60s story, then becomes an addict's tale of degradation, crime and consequence, self-sabotage and eventual self-realization and atonement. The title of the book has multiple meanings. The Hard Stuff is certainly the sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll, as well as his criminal enterprises and time in prison (hard time); but the hardest stuff of all was Kramer's decades long struggle to beat addiction, face who he was, and become the human being he wanted to be.

I teared up on the plane as I finished the book; it was some moving shit. Of course, I was reading and getting emotional after four days of high altitude camping, some intense (for me) hiking in the mountains, and heavy drinking with my buddies, and I had been drinking off and on since before I got on the plane that morning. But still, The Hard Stuff touched me in a very direct and personal way.

There was a lot about Kramer's life with which I directly identified. Like me, his childhood was spent enjoying comic books, sci-fi, rock music, and wondering about girls. Like me, he rejected Christian superstition and started to drink and party as a teenager. And these past several years, in my thirties and early forties, I've been struggling with my own drinking. Reading Kramer's story was as inspirational for me as it was entertaining.

As his bandmates and friends passed away, marriages and relationships ended, time and hard living took its toll on his mind and body. After decades of addiction, at least two ODs if I remember correctly from the book, and against some pretty heavy odds, Kramer seems to have come out of the woods sober, with a respect for life, and an understanding of his own ego, and what drove him to punish himself all those years. The Hard Stuff is a good read and should be regarded as an important first-hand account of a crucial moment in rock'n'roll and music history, as well as an instructional and testimonial for anyone struggling with addiction or self-destructive behavior.

On the plane and in the car ride out to the campsite, I rocked those three albums, Kick Out The Jams, Back In The USA, and High Time. It's good stuff, and I'm baffled why I never got into the MC5 before. If you haven't, go check out those three albums. The song Sister Anne, written by Fred Smith, is particularly bad ass. And definitely go buy The Hard Stuff when it comes out, August 14, 2018.

Da Capo was nice enough to allow me to do a giveaway for a hardcover copy of the book. Like and follow the CNQ Facebook page for details on that.

The T.A.M.I. Show was a big inspiration for teenage Wayne Kramer:

The Clash wrote this song about Kramer, and "Jail Guitar Doors USA" is also the name of the organization he founded with his wife and Billy Bragg that provides instruments, workshops, and prison concerts across the U.S.

Sunday, July 22, 2018


Earlier this week I was wondering to myself where and when I first heard Marque Moon by Television. I wanna say it was in my twenties, and I was high, driving in a car, but I dunno if that's right. I do love that song though.

I got emotional at We Built This City earlier tonight. What a dumb song.

The CNQ Facebook page reached 200 likes! That's without ever using their crappy advertising pay plan. I don't care how many people read the blog or listen to the podcast, I do it for myself, but anybody else who likes what I've been up to since 2012 is cool too.

Cool video, cool song:

I thought Guerilla Toss was from Texas, I dunno why I thought that:

I love Violence Creeps:

Fun stuff from Portland:

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

New Rock'n'Roll from Bandcamp & Youtube

Good Lord Almighty it's hot in Texas. I got a few things to share tonight. First up, the latest album from Freak Genes, "Qwak Qwak," is absolutely incredible. It's available via the UK's Drunken Sailor Records, and was released back in April, so I'm late to the party on this gem, but better late than never. So many good songs on this 17 song album. Indebted to Television Personalities, Wire, the Buzzcocks, and the Kinks, their press release says this album's "original inspiration was the Raincoats LP Odyshape. So far, they sound nothing like that."

I love this shit tho. They've got a video coming up for "Give Way," and you can get the album on vinyl from Sorry State Records. Oh, man, this is the good stuff:

Full disclosure -- Metal Postcard is amazing. Here's a new one from the Hong Kong based label:

And you know the first full length release of my own no-fi, electro-brut music project, Occult Character, is on Metal Postcard, right?

Australia's Tom Ugly has a new catchy single. At first I thought, oh, this is good but it's too poppy, but it's growing on me:

Next up is a new video by Sage from Ontario, the single off their new self-titled debut album. God, I love music videos, and I'm glad when new bands do them, and I'm glad when they contact me to feature them. Cool shit, check it out:

From Hartford, CT, a track off a new 6 song album you can get on CD and dl on bancamp, a good first effort: