Cro Mags- Age of Quarrel (1986)

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Μετά τα τελευταία συμβάντα (http://www.blabbermouth.net/news.aspx?mode=Article&newsitemID=176428), έπρεπε να γίνει μία μικρη υπενθύμιση για τον δίσκο που άλλαξε μια και καλή (δυστυχώς ή ευτυχώς) το hardcore. Ναι, είναι αστείο να κάνεις κριτική για έναν δίσκο τόσο κλασσικό όσο πχ είναι το Paranoid για το heavy metal, αλλά, πρέπει να γίνει και αυτή. Και εξάλλου, ήταν ο πρώτος hardcore δίσκος που αγόρασα ποτέ.

Οι Cro Mags ήταν ένα συγκρότημα που δημιουργήθηκε το 1982, από άτομα που άνηκαν στην αφρόκρεμα της Ν.Υ (Stimulators, Kraut, Murphy's Law). Eίναι πολύ δύσκολο να εξηγήσω τι βγάζει αυτός ο δίσκος. Θα μπορούσε να είναι το ιδανικό soundtrack για το lifestyle στο Lower East Side της Νέας Υόρκης, τις συμμορίες, την βία, το μίσος. Οι στίχοι του σκληροί σαν λεπίδα, προβοκατόρικοι θα πουν κάποιοι, αλλά όταν μεγαλώνεις και γύρω σου πέφτουν πιστολιές, δεν έχεις πολλά περιθώρια να μην γίνεις σκληρός.

Μουσικά, χωρίς να ανήκει με τίποτα στο Crossover, τα μεταλικά ριφφ και η δίκασες δεν λείπουν. Αλλά είναι ΑΚΡΙΒΩΣ στο όριο, στο να μην χαρακτηριστεί ο δίσκος Crossover. Ο συνδυασμός του punk, των Bad Brains, των μεταλλικών ριφφ, των oi! δομών, της skinhead κουλτούρας ήταν κάτι το μοναδικό. Όποιος είχε έρθει σε επαφη με τους Cro Mags εκείνης της εποχής, είχε μείνει με το στόμα ανοιχτό (και αυτοί ήταν πάρα πολλοί και γνωστοί, από τον Scott Ian, Lemmy, Hetfield, τους Metal Church, τους Slayer, τους Nuclear Assault στους Prong, στους Machine head, σε όλη την hardcore σκηνή). Οι Cro Mags είχαν την ευτυχία να έχουν στις τάξεις τους έναν εξαιρετικό συνθέτη (Harley Flanagan), έναν παθιασμένο performer (John Joseph), έναν κιθαρίστα που κεντούσε (Parris Mayhew). Ο συνδυασμός όλων αυτών, έδωσε στο hardcore, τον δίσκο που του έλειπε. Τον ακρογωνιαίο λίθο του σύγχρονου hardcore.

Δυστυχώς, η μοίρα των Cro Mags επεφύλαξε έπειτα μία μέτρια πορεία (το Best Wishes που ακολούθησε είναι απλά καλό, τα υπόλοιπα-με την εξαιρεση του πολύ καλού Revenge-δεν λένε και πολλά), και αυτό ήταν περισσότερο ένα αποτέλεσμα της μόνιμης εσωτερικής διαμάχης που κατασπάραξε το ίδιο το συγκρότημα.

Όσοι είχαν παρευρεθεί σε live των Cro Mags στην γενέτειρα τους εκείνη την περίοδο, και ειδικά σε club όπως το CBGB's (που είχε τα hardcore matinee show κάθε Κυριακή), μιλάνε για την πιο εκρηκτική μπάντα που είδαν ποτέ στα μάτια τους. Δεν ήταν τυχαία η βία που ξεσπούσε σχεδόν πάντα στις συναυλίες τους, ο συνδυασμός της μουσικής, με τους ακραίους στίχους και τις εμφανίσεις γεμάτες αδιανόητη ενέργεια, δεν θα μπορούσε να οδηγήσει πουθενά αλλού.

Οι Cro Mags, θα μπορούσαν για ΠΛΑΚΑ να είναι η μεγαλύτερη μπάντα του NYHC. Δεν τα κατάφεραν, λόγω δικών τους θεμάτων. Όμως, ΚΑΝΕΙΣ ΠΟΤΕ (και μέσα βάλτε Agnostic Front, βάλτε Sick of it all, βάλτε τους πάντες) δεν έγραψε δίσκο σαν το Age Of Quarrel. Kαι φυσικά, κανένας από τους New Jacks, καμία νέα μπάντα, όσο καλή και αν είναι, δεν πρόκεται ΠΟΤΕ να βγάλει δίσκο σαν το Age Of Quarrel. Και ότι και να γίνει, κανένας ποτέ δεν θα μπορέσει να γράψει κομμάτι σαν το Life of my own. Είναι από τους δίσκους, που για την δημιουργία του δεν χρειάζεται μόνο μουσική αντίληψη και έμπνευση.....

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"Memories of the times you had
That's the way you see yourself
You fight for your rights
You fight to survive

You come into this world
With nothing except yourself
You, you leave this world
With nothing except yourself

Do what you want
And how you want it
Feel it's right, go out and do it
Think for yourself
And think for the best
Or you'll go down just like the rest

You come into this world
With nothing except yourself
You, you leave this world
With nothing except yourself"

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σεβαστικη παρουσιασις

θυμαμαι οτι λογο επειδης τους επαιζε το μεταλχαμμερς τους ειχαμε ακουσει
δεν ειχα φαει ποτες κανα ιδιαιτερο κολλημα με αυτους...αλλα λογο επειδης η ιστορια του Χαρλευ και οι πουστιες που εφαγε με βρισκει αλληλεγγυο και λογο επειδης μετα την επισκεψη στο πορνοσεξοδιαστροφικο δωματιο του πανκη ακολουθω πλεον ΤΥΦΛΑ οτι προτεινει...θα κατεβει σε ΦΛΑΨ

[Reject]

Mαικ, άκου μία πρώτα αυτό ρε συ...άπατο πήγε.
http://www.electricrequiem.com/forum/showthread.php?27439-Neurotic-Arseholes-Angst-%281985%29&highlight=neurotic+arseholes

[nikos_souvlas]

Ωραίος, Reject, καλό να γίνεται αναφορά σε τέτοια διαμάντια. Οι παλαιότεροι θα θυμούνται και τη συναυλία τους στο An (με θεό Rocky George στην κιθάρα). Να συμπληρώσω ένα πραγματάκι. Πριν την κυκλοφορία του δίσκου (1986) η μπάντα είχε ηχογραφήσει (και κυκλοφορήσει, 1985) τα ίδια -σχεδόν- τραγούδια σε μορφή 10" σε 1500 κόπιες. Απ' τα σπανιότερα βινύλια νεοϋορκέζικου hardcore μαζί με το 7" των Warzone. Πριν μερικά χρόνια ξανακυκλοφόρησε σε bootleg με το εξής εξώφυλλο:

http://bandworm.de/shop/catalog/images/cro-mags-agedemosLP.jpg

Η όλη φάση είναι η παραγωγή. Αν ο δίσκος του '86 είναι μπουνιά στο στομάχι το 10" είναι ο διάολος ο ίδιος... Ρίξτου μια αυτιά, παίζει soulseek σίγουρα.

[Leech]

Ούτε εμένα είναι στα άμεσα ακούσματά μου οι Cro-Mags, ίσως επειδή έκατσα και τους έψαξα σχετικά αργά (σε σχέση με τους Madball, Agnostic Front πχ που ήταν από τα πρώτα μου ακούσματα στο hardcore) όταν πλέον δεν ψηνόμουν ιδιαίτερα για NYHC, όμως σίγουρα ο σεβασμός είναι δεδομένος και άπειρος για αυτό το άλμπουμ.

Και κάτι άσχετο (ή και όχι). Παλιότερα είχε γίνει μια συζήτηση περί αλητείας σε μουσικές (hc, thrash κλπ) και είχα ξεχάσει να το αναφέρω τότε, οπότε το λέω εδώ. Ο Flanagan (ή τουλάχιστον η εικόνα που έχω σχηματίσει για αυτόν) είναι το μεγαλύτερο τσογλάνι που έβγαλε ποτέ η μουσική. Πραγματικά από τους τύπους που σε τρομάζουν με το lifestyle τους. Αμα έμενε στη γειτονιά μου, ίσως σκεφτόμουν και τη μετακόμιση.

[Reject]

Το έχω ακούσει Souvla, είναι όντως πιο σκληρό, αλλά που να το βρώ το αυθεντικό.... :(
Τους είχα δεί και εγώ τότε, είχα κατέβει, όντως έπαιζε ο Rocky George, καταριέμαι την ώρα και την στιγμή που έχασα την φωτό αγκαλιά με Harley, αλλά μου έχουν μείνει 2 μπλούζες αναμνηστικά απο εκείνο το ΕΚΠΛΗΚΤΙΚΟ λαιβ...

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[Μελαγχολικός Χοντρούλης]

Μουσικά, χωρίς να ανήκει με τίποτα στο Crossover, τα μεταλικά ριφφ και η δίκασες δεν λείπουν. Αλλά είναι ΑΚΡΙΒΩΣ στο όριο, στο να μην χαρακτηριστεί ο δίσκος Crossover. Ο συνδυασμός του punk, των Bad Brains, των μεταλλικών ριφφ, των oi! δομών, της skinhead κουλτούρας ήταν κάτι το μοναδικό.

ετσι ακριβώς, αξιοθαυμαστη ισορροπία. το μονο cro mags που εχω σε βινύλιο είναι και νομίζω δε θα μου χρειαστούν περισσότερα απ'αυτους

[Reject]

Μην το λες Κώστα.
Θα σου αρέσει και το Best Wishes πολυ, ενώ και το τελευταίο που έβγαλαν (Revenge) ήταν πάρα πολύ καλό, το πιο μελωδικό τους.

[nikos_souvlas]

Το Revenge είναι πολύ καλός δίσκος, ασχέτως του ότι είναι θαμμένος γενικά (ίσως λόγω των πάμπολλων αλλαγών στα μέλη, τους τσαμπουκάδες, τα 500 reunion κτλ).

(Αν δεν με απατά η μνήμη μου ο Flanagan είχε μπουκετώσει και τον Parris, κάπου αρχές των '00s με διαδικτυακά κατινέ ευτράπελα - πάλι.)

[Reject]

Εκτός από τον πρώτο τους τραγουδιάρη (Eric Casanova) και τον drummer Pete Hines, όλοι της σύνθεσης του Age of Quarrel/Best wishes είχαν φάει τα μπουνίδια τους από τον Harley.

Βεβαίως, όλοι μαζί, είχαν δείρει ανελέητα τους Sheer Terror.

"In the early years of the Cro-Mags, they had feud with another old school New York band, Sheer Terror. Apparently, Sheer Terror once tried to throw a cinderblock through the driver's side window of the Cro-Mags' van. The Cro-Mags got out of the van and gave Sheer Terror a beatdown. One of the Sheer Terror guys even got put in a coma. When Sheer Terror came to Winnipeg last year, a couple of Winnipeg scenesters asked about the feud. The answer was: "I don't want to talk about it. It's personal." (With a heavy NY accent). Speaking of Sheer Terror, John Joseph once said "Yeah, fuck that fuckin' mother fucker.""

[nikos_souvlas]

Δεν το 'χα ακούσει αυτό! Όχι μωρέ το χοντρό, κρίμα, μορφή και μπαντάρα (Sheer Terror).

Πάντως, μιας και πιάσαμε τα Τατιανίστικα, απ' τα καλύτερα που 'χω ακούσει είναι η κόντρα Danny Diablo με Dwid. Τον είχε κάνει χωνί, αλλά στην Ευρώπη, κατά τη διάρκεια περιοδείας, για να μην έχει θέμα με τους (αμερικάνους) μπάτσους. Ο δεύτερος (Dwid) γάμαγε τη γυναίκα ενός εκ των H2O κι έλεγε διάφορα σάπια, τα μάθανε οι άλλοι κτλ.... Άμα γκουγκλάρεις θα στα βγάλει, τα αναφέρει λεπτομερώς ο Diablo.

Γενικά, όμως, όλο αυτό το Νεοϋορκέζικο macho στυλάκι είναι για τον πούτσο καβάλα. Μόνο τους στίχους από Madball και λοιπούς να διαβάσεις γονατίζεις απ' τη σαχλαμάρα. Μέχρι 22-23, μετά πρόβλημα.

[Reject]

Ε δεν είναι τίποτα άλλο παρά μία μετεξέλιξη της αλητείας του αγγλικού oi! στιχουργικά.
Απλά επειδή οι Ν.Υ παίζουν και αλλιώς, το πράγμα ξεφεύγει.

[nikos_souvlas]

Το βρήκα, δεν τα θυμόμουν σωστά, αλλά έχει πλάκα το πως τα περιγράφει ο macho.

Integrity Beatdown
I lived out in Cleveland for like a year and a half with my ex-girlfriend. She's part of Integrity's crew with whom we had beef from back in the day. It all started when I went on tour in '92 with Sick of It All, Biohazard, and Sheer Terror. They played a show in Peabody's in Cleveland. Toby from H2O was on the road with me too, and I guess his wife's named Moon? Anyway she had beef with Dwid from Integrity and the guy punched Moon in the face. He had a reason for doing it, but I don't know what the reason was. I was with Toby, so I saw that, knocked the kid out, and chased the rest of the band outside. And that was it. I guess Dwid found out I used to be in a band called Crown of Thorns, and told people I was just like a little hardcore kid instead of the real thing. Whatever, I never paid any attention to it. But then I went to Europe and he was talking shit, and I was like, "Yo, come on." People were saying, "Come on, this guy's crazy. He reads Dianetics." So I was like, "All right, get outta here." But he was giving me more shit, and I was like, "What is he, fucking crazy? Obviously he's fucking crazy." I was getting furious at this point.

So I moved to Cleveland with my girl and I went to play pool at the same place as these guys. After like two to three hours of playing pool they come up and go, "What's up with you?" and I was like, "What's up? You guys have a beef?" They go, "No, no, we love fucking hardcore." So that was pretty cool, and they told this Dwid dude to give me a call. He calls up and I say, "No talking, meet me outside. We'll take care of it like men." So he calls back, you know, "No, it's all right, whatever. Everything's cool, you know, this and that, it's over." So cool, you know? We shoot the shit for a while, but it's over, right? So then I leave.

My girl calls me up like four weeks later going, "Yo, fuck this guy." I was like, "Why?" She tells me, "He called back and started talking shit to my brother while I was away from the phone." She'd gone to the bathroom, and he'd called back and was making fun of her brother, saying stupid stuff about Ebonics and New York City and everything. So it was on now.

I went to Holland to play this show like 30 minutes away from where he was playing, so we drove out there. Basically I was in Europe thinking they can't press charges on me, so me and my boy Boston Mike, rest in peace, and my boy Goat—it was us three, we went to his thing looking for him. I see their tour manager, this European guy, so we grab him in an alleyway, put him in the frickin' van—basically kidnap the guy—and started questioning him, "Where is he?" We get the address and head over to it. It's this old European, Swiss Miss-like bed and breakfast, you know—very country. So we go upstairs, put on a European accent like "Ello?" but they don't answer. So then I was like, "Fuck that." I kick the door down and everyone's running. The band is already running through another door in their room, trying to get outside and jump the fence.

Dwid comes running up and goes, "Yo, what's up?" kinda like, "Hey, it's me, I'm sorry." He walks up to me, and I just punch him in the face, one shot. Then I proceeded to beat him down, bad.

I had ten stitches in my hand from this cut I'd got, so I was like, "God, I can't hit him that hard." As a result I was beating him with a 40-ounce of Coca Cola, like one of those European bottles. It's fucking him up, but I wanna really beat him good. I make his bandmates watch, and he's on the floor like, "You are the king, you are the king," and I'm like, "Yo, stop it, please. Be a man. Get up." But he keeps going, "No, you are the king of hardcore. I'm a bitch, I'm a little bitch"—which makes me more furious cause I don't know if he's mocking me or something and it's really fucking my head. So I beat him even more. I grab his arm and twist it and I hear a pop, and that was it. I broke his ribs, his cheekbones. It was really bad.

He's on the floor bleeding and I'm like, "That's it. I got no more." He goes, "I don't want to lose my band over you, even though I deserve it." And I say, "You're a little bitch, you've deserved it seven to eight years in the making."

It was funny because all the guys in the band, like Frank, became my boys when I lived in Cleveland. I played basketball and hung out with them every day. But basically, that was it. He had to have plastic surgery in Europe for his cheekbones and everything—his ribs were broken, his nose and jaw were broken, his arm was dislocated. Then he went back to his house, and found his wife fucking some guy. So the poor guy—I feel bad for him. I wouldn't wish that on anyone.

There was another guy, Chubbie Fresh, who was also in Integrity and used to talk all this shit too. He used to prank all our houses when we were kids, which is how it all started. That kid, he played with Motörhead in Cleveland, and he was on the phone and I punched him dead in his face. He ran and brought the cops back to the show, so I had to hide. They ended up arresting one of the guys from Hatebreed by accident, then I came back and played the show anyway.

But then when I lived in Cleveland I caught him again. The Lunachicks were playing in like the Grog Shop or somewhere, and he pulled up on a Ninja motorcycle all guido'd out with cow spots on it. So I go up to him like, "What's up?" He goes, "Oh, that old beef is over, when you beat down Dwid," and I go, "No, it's not over," and I punch him again in his fucking face. One of his friend comes up like, "Yo, that's my boy." I go, "Mind your business," and he goes, "This is my business," so I punched him and knocked him out too. I ran inside the club—this was by myself—got the bouncer, and with the bouncer started taking beer bottles off the bar and smacking them across the guy's face.

I was living in Murray Hill, so I went back to my house, but then I was like, "Yo, I bet someone's going to rat me out on where I live." So I take my dog and I'm going up the street, and all of a sudden I see cops coming down my block. So I go the other way with my dog, and the cops go down to my place and are talking to my girl or whatever, and who do I see around the other corner? Chubbie Fresh standing there on his motorcycle with his helmet off, posing with his hand on his hip and the other on the handlebar. I go "What's up?" and he sees me and starts yelling, "Oh my god, he's here! He's here!" So I let my dog loose on him. He starts running, my dog Ajax is biting his tires, and he goes over to grab the cops to come back after me. I had to hide in the forest in Ohio for like an hour and a half covering my dog's mouth so he wouldn't bark at the cops.

DANNY DIABLO

[Phantom Duck]

ώπα ρε ΝΤΑΝΗ ΝΤΙΑΜΠΛΟ που γάμησες τη μισή ανατολή στο ξύλο

πάντως αν λέμε τέτοια, το αγαπημένο μου ξύλο είναι κάποιος χοντρός από τους madball εναντίον του τραγουδιάρη slapshot με αποτέλεσμα να βγει ο δεύτερος για live με ανοιγμένη μούρη και αυτό το κομμάτι:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTlyPW_WRtE

on topic, εκτός από το ανείπωτο age of quarrel, θα φανώ αιρετικός και θα στηρίξω και το alpha omega (http://www.aversionline.com/blahg/2006/12/22/cro-mags-alpha-omega-cd/).

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για να το θεσομε απλα και κατανοητα...
γαμαει ΜΟΝΟ ΘΡΑΣ τιγκα στην αιμοροιδα κωλαρακια αγνοωντας επειδηκτικα τις εκκλησεις για ηλεος

(12) [Cro-Mags] Face the facts
και σφιξιμο τσουτσουνας

[nikos_souvlas]

Πάμε εκτός θέματος, αλλά δε γαμιέται. Duck, με Madball/Slapshot δεν έχω ιδέα τι έχει παίξει αλλά οι δεύτεροι έχουνε θέμα γενικά, κοίτα δω λογότυπο και από κάτω απάντηση του Diablo.

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This is a direct statement from Lord Ezec, aka Danny Diablo, CEO of ILL-ROC Records:

"Above is a drawing of a Slapshot logo made by Choke in Europe... Everyone knows that there's been a conflict between some NYC bands and Choke. I've been a big fan of Slapshot's music for years but when you start making fun of a historical tragedy, that's when you've crossed the line. In addition to being a historical tragedy, it was also a personal tragedy for me and many of us, in that, we've lost so many loved ones all at once. I'm asking, as a favor to all the people who we lost in this tragedy, that any bands, promoters, venues, record labels, etc. boycott SLAPSHOT!!!!! I'm not one to come post my opinion on a messageboard or public forum, but I've been known to be a "musical career killer." SO ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO WORK WITH SLAPSHOT.... THINK TWICE!!!! HEY JACK, IF YOU THINK THIS A JOKE CALL DWID!!!!
- LORD EZEC D.M.S.
CEO of ILL-ROC Records

Επίσης, βρήκα κι αυτό - Harley Flanagan/108:

Here is the story of Harley and 108:

In 1995 108 returned from a US Tour with Bloodlet and Coalesce and entered Salad Day studios to record an EP for EVR. The recording session quickly became a disaster because the drumming was an utter train wreck. We quickly decided to throw out the session with the exception of Arctic, which appeared on the Anti Matter comp, and that we would have to figure out a way to get someone else to play on the record. A few days later we headed off to Europe and while there we decided that we would clean up and finish a few songs that were almost completed and just record an entire LP as well as to contact other drummers about playing on the next record since we didn't think the current drummer could pull it off. It sucked because we really liked the dude and he was still in the band but realistically it had to happen.

When we got back from tour Triv and I had dinner with John Stanier (Helmet), who was an old friend of Triv's, about him playing on the 108 record. When we got into details it was clear that his schedule and our schedule didn't work out. As Triv and I left Zen Palate Triv decided we should contact Harley about playing drums on the record. I chuckled and that was that. A few days later we learned that our drummer had disappeared so there was no question of our need to find a drummer quick.

Two weeks later Triv tells me that the two of us are gonna jam with Harley. We had a show coming up in a few weeks and had no drummer so... why not? I head over to a rehearsal space and when I walk in Harley and Triv are laying into Invocation.

Dude is going fucking crazy with his shirt off, covered in sweat, his arms flailing in every direction, legs pumping the double bass like a fucking jackhammer and he is screaming at the top of his lungs as he is playing the song. Harley looked like Animal, from The Muppet Show, and played with a ferocity that I had rarely ever seen before. Dude was spot on. When the song ended we chatted for a few minutes and then he laid into When Death Closes Your Eyes and a few other tunes and it was absolutely fucking sick. I couldn't fucking believe how amazing he sounded. Sure it was a bit sloppy but the potential was fucking insane. It was surreal.

After he went through like 6 or 7 songs he starts talking:

This fucking record will be amazing. We will be fucking huge and unstoppable. He then went on to describe, in detail, how much havoc we would cause together for like 10 minutes.

I explain that after the recording and next tours that the band will break up as Vic wants to be a monk. "Fuck that, we will not break up after we record this record. Krishna wants us to destroy the earth and no one will stop us." Um, okay.

Then he asks what our touring and recording time lines were and I explain the dates, etc.

Finally he starts going off again about the havoc we will cause. Then he asks "Seriously I have been listening to these demo's for two weeks. Why the fuck did you want to get rid of this drummer? He is fucking incredible. It took me weeks just to figure out what he is playing and how to pull it off." He then pulls this fucking Fishers Price boom box out of his bag, you know one of those little boom boxes with a microphone for kids to sing in, and plays a part of When Death Closes Your Eyes and then he pauses it and starts to play that same part. "That is almost fucking impossible! Why the fuck would you not want this dude on the record?". I then inform him that the drums on the entire demo were done by drum machines. He stares at me with this look of disbelief. "You motherfuckers".

Triv and Harley jam for another 40 minutes or so and seriously I couldn't get over how fucking good he was and how ferocious those songs sounded. Having known him casually for a few years and knowing all of the stories about him I still seriously considered saying fuck it and giving it a whirl with him playing drums for 108. I mean, fuck.

When practice ended my we were walking in the same direction as Harley. Dude starts talking about his wife and kid and it is seriously fucking cute and heartwarming. He tells us about how much of a fuck up he has been, how many people he has hurt and what he is doing to turn around his life. He then says that doing this record could be something that really turns around his life spiritually and shit. Fuck, how can I not have this dude play drums?

As we get to Avenue C he all of a sudden changes the topic into John Joseph as John hung out at this little Krishna place by there. All of a sudden Harley pulls out a fucking serrated 12 to 14" knife and describes how if he sees John he will kill him.

Needless to say we decided that as amazing as the dude sounded playing our songs that we would probably be better to go in another direction.

[ikonoklast]

Πίνκαρα νεοπάνκη μιμιν και όλο το θρεντ, για το γούστο.

[00i00]

εξαπανεκαθεν γουσταρα πανκ και κορ ρε μη με αδικας...επειδης ποσταρω συχνα στο αλλο με τα ελεσντι δεν σημαινει οτι ειμαι και σκατοχιππας

[Reject]

Harley Flanagan is innocent λέμε

Harley Flanagan

New York Natives sat down with Cro-Mag founder Harley Flanagan for an exclusive interview about the events of the now infamous July 6th Webster Hall -Cro-Mag blow-out during New York's CBGB's Festival.

THE CBGB FESTIVAL

Harley Flanagan 7-11-12According to Harley, he was invited to the Webster Hall gig and had a VIP pass which he used to enter the venue. In fact he had even originally intended to take his kids, who wanted to see their father’s band perform, as he had done July 5th for the screening of American Hardcore. "The day before ... I went to the CBGBs film part of the festival where they were showing the American Hardcore movie by Steven Blush and Paul Rachman.” Harley was in the documentary and was invited there to talk about the film to the press.

WEBSTER HALL

The accounts of that night in every media outlet claimed that Harley went on a rampage, that he was looking to attack Cro-Mag band members and cause havoc. The story Harley tells is very different. He says he went there with “the best of intentions” hoping to mend years of bickering and make the fans happy.

THE DRESSING ROOM

Harley Flanagan Hands

According to Harley, he was invited to the dressing room back stage and instead of being welcomed as he expected he was jumped by a group of men. "When I saw that door get pulled shut I was literally fighting for my life. I was afraid these guys were going to kick me half to death, roll me down the back steps and that no one would see it... and there would be no witnesses and that would be that....and all I could think about was getting home safe to my kids...I wanted to save my life, to protect myself and these guys were trying to do me in.

... I was getting the shit beat out of me. It was like an old fashion biker beat down, like BA BABABABABA BA And at that point everybody started screaming and I saw the door of the dressing room open and I started screaming security, security and I saw somebody pull the door shut to keep security out. And in my mind I thought to myself, "fuck, these dudes, their intention is to fuck me up, they don't want no one to see it they're trying to beat the shit out of me...SO what I did was defend my life..."

THE BALCONY

Harley Flanagan stab wound "…I’m getting the shit beat out of me. …Then at that point that’s when the bouncers managed to get in the room and I ended up getting dragged out into the balcony area, which is where everybody says the mêlée took place but no the mêlée took place in the dressing room behind a locked door where I was getting jumped people by myself.

One dude says get on your stomach, get on your stomach, put your hands out in front of you and this one guy, big guy steps on my back and he’s standing with both of his feet on my back….and one guy is literally looking at me squeezing my throat choking me and … at this point it was DMS guys and security I don’t know who the fuck was which…one guy looks at me and says motherfucker I’ll fucking kill you…I will kick you in your fucking face until you are dead motherfucker stop moving.. and I’m just like Yo, I’m stopping moving at that point. And one guy's like put your hands out in front of you and I’m like are you a cop and he’s like yeah and I’m like show me your badge and at that point ….the boys in blue hallelujah…the cops came running up the stairs… I was like fine, I’m not moving anymore … please cuff me, I stuck my hands out in front of me.. I’m face down on the floor. At that point I still didn’t know that I had been stabbed, I got 30 stitches in my leg. Thank God it was in my leg …and the cops cuffed me, turned me over and that’s when I saw the wound in my leg…

[ It] was just grotesque…the blood was bubbling out of it, the fischa was ..the tendons was literally hanging out of my leg….that’s why people started saying that’s a compound fracture…it was until I got cleaned up in the ambulance they realized it was more of a stab wound. And that’s when the cops put me on the chair. And they put me in the ambulance."

LOOKING BACK: THE CRO-MAGS

Harley was reflective with us about the recent events:

"I being the sentimental fool that I am, thought that if I actually saw John face to face and got to speak to him that maybe it would rekindle some of that friendship that we had. We did grow up together back in the old days. We lived in squats together. There were times that we had to steal food together and hustle together and were these street kids together. When you grow up with somebody like that, you know, at least me, you always have an attachment for that person. You may go your separate ways but you still have a certain connection that never really fades because you went through your youth together which is very important to most people and we played music together for a lot of years and that's a very bonding thing. Anyone who has ever been in a band or done anything creative or artistic with somebody- you do develop some kind of a bond. I thought that he would have to feel the same way, despite all the bickering and smack talk we've done through the media, I always felt that was more ego and posturing on both of our ends than it was genuine hatred.

As much as I talked smack about him and he talked smack about me, I felt if I spoke to him face to face, especially with my kids in the picture he'd say fuck it, let's do the right thing...

I had a lot of outpouring from fans that I knew and I didn't know...Part of me thought that there was some sort of small possibility of it happening, especially because I own the trademark to actually releasing Cro-Mags CDs and DVDs stuff, so he could never actually go and make a Cro-Mags CD unless I was involved, or unless I gave the go-ahead. I thought that if I extended myself to him in a positive way, face to face instead of through a computer or through a phone and if we were actually able to look at each other and talk I'd be able to say, screw all this past and I write songs like crazy, we could do an album, we could make everybody happy. We could make some money. We don't have to be in love with each other to get along, and be respectful and chill and put things back the way they should be instead of the way they are now. Well evidently I'm the only one that felt that way which is kind of sad."

Today this man with a young family, a new recording contract for his own project Harley's War and a long standing teaching gig in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu at the world renowned and respected Renzo Gracie Academy is pretty clear he has no plans to throw his life away just yet.

http://www.nynatives.com/feature/exclusive-harley-flanagan-webster-hall-attack

[nikos_souvlas]

Απάντηση από John Joseph.

"[Harley's] been watching too many sci-fi movies.

"First off, Harley was NOT invited to the show. He was told repeatedly by CBGB [Festival organizers] NOT to come. (I have all the texts and e-mails to CBGBs and security.) He was given a CBGBs laminate to attend another event ('American Hardcore' screening) and then used it to sneak into the show. And if he wanted to talk and resolve things, as he claims, why didn't he come before doors where we could [have] taken care of any beef he had? No, he just wanted to come on the stage during show and try and do something to gain press — well, he got his press alright.

"At 6 p.m. [Harley] texted Louise (CBGBs) and asked her what time we were going [on]. She didn't respond, but warned me. To which I alerted security to let them deal with it, [as] I had a show to do. He showed up 20 minutes before [and] hid in the crowd outside our dressing room door with a backpack and a KNIFE, never knocking on our door and saying, 'Yo, guys... can we talk?' He was also heard ranting outside that he was putting a stop to us playing his music (his music?). And while sitting outside our door told someone else that said to Harley that he doesn't care about the beef he attends both HARLEY'S WAR shows and CRO-MAGS shows, that he was just a fan of the music. Harley's response: 'Yeah, well, fuck you. Some shit's about to go down, so if you don't wanna be involved, keep fucking walking.' He also told people initially that I was in the dressing room when it all went down, making it look like I set him up when a thousand people saw me on stage ready to play.

"Look here's the bottom line: Security was told to come up and they never did. So knowing this dude always carries weapons and his plan was obviously to use the laminate to gain access to the stage while we played and hearing what he was ranting that night, also remembering the whole Dimebag Darrell [late PANTERA/DAMAGEPLAN guitarist who was killed on stage] situation, as we were on stage about to go on, he was asked to come in the dressing room by Mike. When Harley was grabbed to be searched for weapons, the fight ensued and those three took him down where he pulled a knife and began stabbing people. When the security finally arrived, he wouldn't drop the knife and THEY banged him up, not those three. Again, dozens of witnesses.

"Look if you got beef, a show with women and children on stage ain't the place to bring it. I believe those three stopped a much worse situation where perhaps kids could have got hurt who were on stage. And no one snitched — I refused to talk to the cops. Unfortunately for [Harley], it's a criminal case so no one has to press charges 'cuz he did that shit in a public venue. We have a way of dealing with matters — it's called 'street justice.' You pull a knife, I pull a pipe and smash your face in. And I did have a pipe on stage, by the way, knowing this dude can't really fight and always has a weapon, as I said.

"DMS are not thugs, so for the new jacks who weren't even around long enough to remember their past and said that — keep your mouths shut. For the last 10 years plus, they have been security at shows stopping violence, even promoting the Black N' Blue Bowl and other events where there is NEVER violence. If they had been doing security that night, Harley would have never got in and ALL of this could have been avoided. And only Mike is DMS, not the other two, and anyone who REALLY knows him (not you keyboard commandos talking crap anonymously) will attest to the fact that he's the nicest dude in the world and NEVER starts trouble. The other one is a veteran who tried to get the knife away from Harley. The other just a friend of the band. And Mike (Harley's replacement) was the one who got stabbed first.

"Bottom line, [Harley] was told not to come, he showed up right before we went on, he made threats and then he stabbed people. End of story.

"We will make up the show with SICK OF IT ALL as we are discussing another date now, but I wanted to set the record straight.

"Sure, obviously anyone who knows the past (it's all in my book, 'The Evolution Of A Cro-Magnon') knows [Harley] has a problem with me. He talks shit all the time — I do not. But he knows my bell and where I live. He NEVER rang it once. I told him we can go to the East River and resolve any issues. He refused. So if you wanna believe all the lies and B.S. that dude posts on [Facebook] — your choice. The truth is an entirely different thing, though. Your sympathy should lie with those who got stabbed, not the dude who did the stabbing and caused this whole problem. So stop gossiping and move on — that's what we are doing.

"See you in the pit.

"Peace and PMA."


Η ιστορία πάει παρα πέρα, μπλέκεται μέσα -πάλι- ο Diablo. Τραγούδι από Skam Dust (συμμετέχει ο Diablo) με τίτλο Godz of War (Harley is a Bitch). Δεν βρήκα στίχους, αλλά πιάνεις διάφορα με λίγα αγγλικά (DMS will kill you και λοιπά γραφικά).


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-2RAWQ2GUE


Για γέλια οι New Yorkers. Period.

[Phantom Duck]

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http://www.vogelisms.com/

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