About 2 weeks ago I came across this band. Checked em out and pre-ordered the latest release Blood On Our Front Stoop. It’s a friggin great album! Reminds me of 90’s hard core like H2O and Good Riddance. The vocals sound like a cross between Against All Authority and Agnostic Front which is just awesome! They blend that with SHARP skin and bam, you’ve got this awesome sound straight outta Chicago. Also throw in a preference for sparkling water and a love of hockey. This album is solid from front to back. So join the Anti-Racist Goon Crew and get … Continue reading 2 Minute Minor Review
Maty’s Corner #19 Ben Weasel; He’s a Jerk, He’s a Hero! Ben Weasel is one of most maligned, polarizing and interesting characters in the punk scene. He’s captained two defining bands, authored 2 books, is presently working on a musical and has effortlessly pissed off most of the “punk” scene. Gonna apologize in advance if I get anything wrong and do my best shed some light on a nasty rumor or two. Strap in and take a ride to the punk house. Ben’s first and most notable band Screeching Weasel started in 1987 in Prospect Heights Illinois and became a … Continue reading Maty’s Corner #19 Ben Weasel; He’s a Jerk, He’s a Hero!
So Larry Livermore put out a book about Lookout Records and appearently misrepresents Screeching Weasel based off of info from John “Jughead”. Less than surprising considering that a lot of the scene is hell bent on maligning Ben Weasel. -Maty Almost Now for Ben’s posted thoughts on the book. So, this Lookout Records book that just came out – what a mess. It focuses way more on SW than I’d imagined it would. If I’d known I was living that comfortably and rent-free in Larry’s head I’d’ve done a few things differently. But the main thing is the factual … Continue reading Lookout! Or Else. More Ben Weasel
So There’s A Lynch Mob After You! A primer for the beleaguered punk singer Fat Mike, you’re having a bad week. You’re in the soup and there’s no use pretending otherwise. But I’m here to help, brother. Take a deep breath, count to ten and sit down while Poppa Weasel shows you how it’s done. As you may have heard, I had a little trouble along these lines about 3 1/2 years ago when I slugged a woman in one of our crowds who had been showering me with beer, spit and ice cubes (including one right above the old … Continue reading A nice letter from Ben Weasel to Fat Mike