Text and Photos: Saul Torres
Cold Cave’s tour is almost over, and I’m glad they played here, because I missed them last year for some reason I don’t remember. Douglas J. McCarthy from Nitzer Ebb opened the show. At the beginning it was alright, but the second half of his set list was incredible. I think he was saving the best songs for the last part.
Wesley Eisold’s performance was deeply dark, and interesting on how the stage was just illuminated by a soft series of images and black and white videos. He reminded me Curtis, mixed with Morrisey, and a touch of the Nick Cave’s poetry. Dancing alone in the stage while the music was played by a beautiful girl, Wesley’s voice was getting deeper and deeper into the crowd, turning them on, and making them move in the darkness of the venue. I really love when they don’t turn the lights on when bands are playing at this venue. This time, the crowd was better than past shows, actually I was not expecting too much fun that night, but it was a great night. After a 50 minute set list, the show was over, and Wesley was already chilling with the people at the venue.
Hundreds of mourners turned out in Athens today for the funeral of a hip-hop artist and anti-fascist campaigner who was killed in an apparently politically motivated attack blamed on the far-right Golden Dawn – an episode that has shocked Greece and prompted calls from politicians for a crackdown on the party.
As family, friends and many strangers paid their respects to 34-year-old Pavlos Fyssas, the country debated how it would deal with the party, which some have accused of increasingly turning to violence.
Late on Tuesday night, Mr Fyssas was stabbed in the chest after leaving a café with friends. Witnesses and friends say the motive of the attack was political, pointing to previous examples where friction between the far-right and left-leaning organisations has resulted in violence.
The death of the young man has deeply shocked the nation, which last year handed Golden Dawn 18 seats in its 300-member parliament.
Speaking at the funeral today, Panayotis Fyssas, Pavlos’s father, said he wanted his son’s killer to be executed. “I don’t want him to be tried or jailed, I want him executed. That, for me, is vindication.” He also called for other participants involved in the murder to be arrested as mounting evidence suggests the attack was well-organised.
Los Angeles has been many different things to me and I have always known that it’s not what you see on TV. In the 80′s, I saw this city through the lens of a young outsider, and at night I roamed the streets of Hollywood. Another thing happened to me around this time – I really fell in love with graffiti, and believe it or not, Los Angeles has some insane street artists! The other day, CVLT Nation photographer Matthew Grant Anson turned me on to the most on point street photographer I have ever seen – I don’t know his or her name, but the site is packed with insane photos of street art. What I saw was L.A. through the lens of real underground art. Enough of me talking, check out this mammoth gallery of L.A. street art!…
Photographer and historian Marc Hermann has done a beautiful job pulling historic crime scene photos from the New York Daily News archive to blend them with photographs of the same locations today. For those who live in New York now, it may be easy to forget just how rough the city was in the not-too-distant past.
Grisly violence is an undeniable part of New York’s DNA and the juxtaposition of the old, black and white images with the modern “Times Square” version of what most people expect today is incredibly fascinating – truly making ghosts walk amongst us.
427 1/2 Hicks St. Brooklyn, N.Y.
Gangster Salvatore Santoro met his end in the vestibule of 427 1/2 Hicks St. on Jan. 31, 1957. Here’s how the building looks then and now.
A couple of weeks ago we featured the massive library of field recordings by Alan Lomax. Today we want to shed light on the photos he took along his journey that really show the beauty in all people even when times were hard. Also I respect the way that Alan drew parallels between the condition of poor blacks and whites who still are fighting the same battle today against capitalism. The rich in America have always wanted to divide and conquer black against white, when in reality we’re all the same. On the real, we share the same ancestors – it’s only the racists that would want to believe otherwise. Looking at the people in Alan’s photos you can see they all found joy in their music and family! The blues and rock & roll as we know it come from pain & creativity. So without these people’s experiences, there would be no punk rock, doom or heavy metal…ask Black Sabbath what their biggest influence was, and they’ll tell you the blues of the south!
Every year since 2010, Emma Thomas aka Miss Cakehead does an amazing pop-up cake shop in the UK called Eat Your Heart Out, featuring disgustingly awesome edibles from some very talented UK bakers! This year the event will be held in London from the 25th to the 27th of October, and it’s sponsored by The Kraken Rum so there are a lot of amazing Kraken-themed desserts, like The Kraken Cake and Cupcakes by Heartache Cakes. I took a look at her blog, Evil Cakehead, which is now my favorite dessert blog (ok my only dessert blog). The shit she has up there is mind-blowing, and even more so when you think it’s meant to be eaten. STD cupcakes? Come on, who’s never wanted a mouthful of genital warts? And the Buffalo Bill’s Skin Suit cake – I know when I watched Silence of the Lambs I was like, why has no one made a cake out of that? There are also Pretty amazing shit, I wish I could be in London to check it out first hand at this year’s pop up. Speaking of pops, there are also little movie buff cake pops for David Lynch and Steven King fans. I can only imagine how great Carrie’s bloody head must taste. Check out a selection of stomach-churning pastries below!
Buffalo Bill’s Skin Suit by Conjurer’s Kitchen
Text and photos: Saul Torres
Surprisingly, King Dude’s tour had a stop in El Paso, and just like I did when Peter Murphy announced his show here, I had to cancel my plans to go to Los Angeles to catch the show. Otherwise, the lovely and rainy weather made the night beyond perfect for King’s music. “Thanks for coming, guys, and for bringing the rain” King Dude was joking around, making the show a very personal experience between the band and the crowd.
Soft light and eight white candles lit the stage, leaving the rest of the room in darkness. People were quiet, and very grateful after every song performed. King Dude played for about an hour, including brand new songs from his coming album, Fear.
This week’s installment of the Art CVLT Interview Series features a graphic artist named Szymon Siech, or you may know him as VBRRTRD. Hailing from the country of Poland, Szymon has been at it for years designing for the likes of INTEGRITY, FULL OF HELL, RISE AND FALL, A389 RECORDS, BLIND TO FAITH and many many more. With no shortage of carnage and gore, Szymon’s style is very unique as he takes influence from themes like Japanese B Horror Movies, Destruction, and iconic religious imagery. I reached out to Syzmon to get an insight on his beginnings and his composition of work. Enjoy.
Q: The beauty of being into “extreme” music is that it can lead to so many different outlets, but still be coherent and connected to music. Was it your love for hardcore that what got you into graphic design? Was it something non-music related?
My genes I guess. Both my mother and my sister are educated artists. I’m not. I’m just a self-thought, so it must be in our blood I think. Then came music. Metal, hardcore, grindcore, sludge… It was cool to combine those two passions. And still is.
In April 2011, Steve Ignorant’s “Last Supper” tour received a contentious welcome in San Francisco. Ignorant fronted the seminal English anarcho-punk band Crass until their disbandment in 1984, but decided to tour the group’s early material once more in 2011.
With no original members but himself, the decision pitted fans vehemently against each other. On one hand, the San Francisco date sold out. On the other, a cadre of indignant detractors in the city organized an opposing show nearby and protested what they perceived as Ignorant’s calculated scheming and exploitation of Crass’ identity. They stationed a school bus outside the concert venue Slim’s and encouraged attendees to defect and attend a guerrilla show organized down the street. In an age of music squabbles annexed to the Internet, the street-level tactics were refreshing, bold, and resembled the clever subversive activities Crass itself engaged in during the late-70s and early-80s.
Upon formation in 1977, Crass vowed to break up in 1984 as a nod to the Orwellian totalitarianism it likened to England under Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. The catalog numbers on Crass records even counted down to the year. Despite rising to prominence amongst the so-called “anarcho-punk” scene and arguably releasing its best work late in the band’s lifespan, Crass followed through with its promise. More so, Crass’ activities as an art collective, political pranksters, record label, and group of roommates living communally outside London at Dial House reflected the venom for authority, militarism, and consumerism asserted in lyrics and artwork.
Text and photos: Matthew Grant Anson
It’s pretty easy to drift into over-the-top descriptions when reviewing a show, especially when the genres in question are intended to be over-the-top themselves. And while this review won’t contain the phrases “throat shredding screams,” “throbbing bass,” or “buzzsaw guitars,” there’s bound to be some hyperbole when describing Saturday’s dream-team lineup of Despise You, In Disgust, Sex Prisoner, Magnum Force and Behavior at Pomona’s Aladdin Jr. II.
To start, this was the lineup of the year and by extension probably the show of the year if the warped noise that is grindcore and powerviolence is your thing. Aladdin Jr. was overflowing with people right from the start, the packed bodies of black-clad punx contributing to a temperature of approximately 350 degrees. Behavior kicked it off, and their performance was a nice primer but by no means were they the band people were coming for, a fact reflected in the rooted legs of the audience.
Behavior played hardcore punk that actually put a lot on the table to appreciate. All of their songs sounded very similar, as if each one was exploring a slightly altered version of the same theme. It was like a really in depth look into all of the slight variations of one musical thought. The drummer was key, and while he was obviously playing hardcore, you could draw a lot of (extremely positive) parallels between his drumming and the drumming in the atmospheric black metal act Fell Voices.