This video is of course nothing I did myself. But I take part in it...You can see it...And you can listen other people tell about it in this video. What you can also see is, that by the time these interviews were done my hair-stylist was on holiday...
Well, did I help make this band popular? At least it is popular belief... and I am guilty of trying again and again. Yes, I really mentioned HAMMERHEAD in EVERY bit I delivered to Moses for ZAP. And I always dropped their name in every letter (!) written to another hardcore kid (!!). The fine thing is, that I don't have to explain the "why" here - you just have to watch this movie. You really have to! Because there never was and will be another band like HAMMERHEAD.
There was a very long time, that they were the one band I did see the most - only to be compared to INTRICATE. When I was a young kid with a bad haircut (you see, I got a history here), those two bands were my favorite thing to be around - so I traveled with 'em or following them like every other weekend. I got to love all the different parts of this scene in those days. Because like it is advertised: HAMMERHEAD are Hardcore-Punk!
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July 23, 2015
June 4, 2012
Dubious Bands
Before I was casted by the LEBENSREFORM-dudes, I had acquired some time in a handful of other projects that could be called "music bands" more or less. Very early on, it was very much more a teenage approach to drinking and partying - it was just hanging around with guys and tried banging drums (could not even beat an Oi!-kid of, let's say, 9 years). At least, somebody of the infamous DOSENMONTAG was involved.
I skipped the whole thing for many years, and tried to fail again on totally different territory, i.e. Hamburg. By 1994, I guess, I got together with two hanseatic buddies I don't know nothing about these days, and an old almost-hometown friend and by then co-writer for ZAP-Fanzine and VISIONS also (besides being a journalist in East-Germany): Dietmar Stork. The musical approach must have been something like a crossbreed of INFEST and PRIMUS - but I don't recall a thing of that part. That band, HALZZ, practised like 150m away from the Borstelmannsweg-thing in which LEBENSREFORM, LINSAY, LOXIRAN and TOMTE would reside. The only public appearance was a text-excerpt in HORIZONS-fanzine #2. For those who follow some of my works, you might recognise something.
The most promising effort of having another "real" band was another Hamburg-project with a JUST WENT BLACK-nucleus (by than more famous of being FIRE AT WILL) and veganhardcore.de-contribution. We were called SEBGHA, and had almost as much drummers as we had songs. Both shared the the habit of being not too steady. But the whole thing really made us proud and who knows what might see the face of earth one day. I have been told, that there is something still hiding somewhere - caught in space and time.
I skipped the whole thing for many years, and tried to fail again on totally different territory, i.e. Hamburg. By 1994, I guess, I got together with two hanseatic buddies I don't know nothing about these days, and an old almost-hometown friend and by then co-writer for ZAP-Fanzine and VISIONS also (besides being a journalist in East-Germany): Dietmar Stork. The musical approach must have been something like a crossbreed of INFEST and PRIMUS - but I don't recall a thing of that part. That band, HALZZ, practised like 150m away from the Borstelmannsweg-thing in which LEBENSREFORM, LINSAY, LOXIRAN and TOMTE would reside. The only public appearance was a text-excerpt in HORIZONS-fanzine #2. For those who follow some of my works, you might recognise something.
The most promising effort of having another "real" band was another Hamburg-project with a JUST WENT BLACK-nucleus (by than more famous of being FIRE AT WILL) and veganhardcore.de-contribution. We were called SEBGHA, and had almost as much drummers as we had songs. Both shared the the habit of being not too steady. But the whole thing really made us proud and who knows what might see the face of earth one day. I have been told, that there is something still hiding somewhere - caught in space and time.
November 21, 2010
CRO-MAGS, Bielefeld, Kaffee Kleinkunst (ca. 1990)
The Cro-Mags...the fucking Cro-Mags. No band is more legend and gossip in the same vein as this New York powerhouse. All the different line-ups, all the different battles, all the different opinions - but nothing ever will weaken the impact, the truth and the power their "Age of Quarrel" demo and album has. If there is anything close to a HC-bible, it would be this.
In those days, Germany's most talked about Fanzine was ZAP, which presented this tour - still the ultimate one in my opinion. I was starting out to be part of that zine, I was starting out to take part in the scene - and haven't it not been for those to CRO-MAGS shows I saw back then, Bochum and Bielefeld, I wouldn't have felt that much love for it probably.
I hope you can see and feel all the energy, the sweat, the rage, that was in this room. Everybody was fighting his/her fight with the outer world in this place (name unknown, i'm old), but all were kinda friends. They/we catched Harley every time he dove off-stage whilst playing, and even JJ got caught when he climbed above all the big speakers, like 8 meters high. An awesome night, an awesome band... well, and over the course of time, i talked to most major players, mostly Harley and JJ, and they all were nice - yep, and special.
I spare you the part with JJ now (and hopefully forever) being with a very good friend of mine - which is, with all that being said, abit strange, but wonderful.
In those days, Germany's most talked about Fanzine was ZAP, which presented this tour - still the ultimate one in my opinion. I was starting out to be part of that zine, I was starting out to take part in the scene - and haven't it not been for those to CRO-MAGS shows I saw back then, Bochum and Bielefeld, I wouldn't have felt that much love for it probably.
I hope you can see and feel all the energy, the sweat, the rage, that was in this room. Everybody was fighting his/her fight with the outer world in this place (name unknown, i'm old), but all were kinda friends. They/we catched Harley every time he dove off-stage whilst playing, and even JJ got caught when he climbed above all the big speakers, like 8 meters high. An awesome night, an awesome band... well, and over the course of time, i talked to most major players, mostly Harley and JJ, and they all were nice - yep, and special.
I spare you the part with JJ now (and hopefully forever) being with a very good friend of mine - which is, with all that being said, abit strange, but wonderful.
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