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Now that I’m in my mid 40’s and at the so called ‘mid life crisis’ age we have all heard about, I have to admit I do get some attention when going to a skateboard park, or while attending a punk rock show and even when catching some waves at the local’s only California coastline. It’s to be expected and most people do appreciate my efforts and my experience.
So I realize I have to accept the fact that I will be dealing with some worried mothers at the skateboard parks and usually I end up having a little chat with them to show I’m no petifile, but rather just a big dumb kid still holding on to his youth. Hey that’s fine with me, I’m just happy to be there and able to drop in and grind that place to pieces, carve out a few lines and I’m out.
Now when I get dressed up for a gig in my punk rock attire complete with a denim vest jacket that’s full of patches I’ve made from cutting up old t-shirts and sewing them on, I tend to get a little amped up on catching a banging hardcore show. Although, I do need to be aware of the age difference between myself and the kids of today, the ones I’ll probably be bashing heads with if I decide to do some moshing that night.
In most cases at the skate parks and the punk shows, or even at the surf spots, I do gain some respect for my age and believe me I think I deserve it. I’ve been living this lifestyle for 30+ years now and don’t let the grey hair fool you; show this pioneer some due respect. That’s all I expect, I don’t want to cause any trouble, or spoil anybody’s ‘good vibrations,’ no way, not at all.
Now I will throw down under certain circumstances, or if someone steps to my grill trying to front with some, “Hey OG” bullshit or tries to use my obvious experienced appearance as a prop for his nickel and dime senior citizen jokes, saying, “Hey gramps the kiddy bowl is at the front of the park,” or “the kiddy waves are down by the pier,” or “Hey Old School, the kiddy seats are up in the balcony. “Oh Fuck No. Kiddy just knocked you out!”
Okay, so I don’t think I’m wrong here for demanding at least some props for keeping my game real for so many years. I kept my bag of tricks fresh with a steady flow and when I was coming up I showed nothing but respect to the senior ranks. Seriously, I’ve been riding this magic carpet for decade after decade now, so please show some due respect to the forefathers who paved the way for our rights and for our freedoms we all luckily enjoy today.
Okay, so my mind may be a little tired from all the years of living the ‘endless summer,’ but don’t let the slow memory fool you. I dogged your daddy’s back when they were coming up and I sure as hell ain’t getting fazed by your swag, hipster, dubsteping, steezy attitude. No way, pal, “I’M HERE TO STAY” and if it’s not meant for me to blow things up anymore on the level, then everybody will at least know that I died trying. ‘Up The Punx!’
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Maty’s Corner #29
I Wanna War with You!
Duane Peters Gun Fight
Starting around 2004 outta Long Beach, CA is Duane Peters Gunfight. A currently ongoing band of Duane’s. It’s a straight bad ass blend of punk and dirty rock n’ roll. These guys are a hell of a live act as well. I’ve been fortunate enough to catch them once. Duane is a fucking mad man on the stage, no disappointment.
2005 Marked Gunfight’s first self titled album. It’s a 9 track boot to the face that reminds punk of what it’s supposed to be about. The best track on this is the opener War With You. From there it barrels through the rest of a wall peeling shit kicker of a listen. I’ve heard some punks bitch about this band… fuck ‘em.
2009 gave us their most recent release Checkmate. The stand out on this is Spinal Tapped. A song that when I first heard it, I knew I’d dig on for the rest of my life. There’s a bit more rock vibe on tracks like Voodoo Tramp. The feel of this album is fuck on the floor and break shit. Now that you know this band, get the tunes and catch ‘em at live show. I’ll see ya in the pit!
Maty’s Corner #28
Exploding Fuck Dolls
Starting in 1991 out of San Francisco by members of the infamous Jaks crew was the Exploding Fuck Dolls. This was Duane Peter’s first formal band being that Political Crap didn’t really record anything I know of. He came in after the founding vocalist died from an overdose. Besides boasting the master of disaster, the rhythm section was the Godoy twins. They totaled 3 vocalists, 1 of which sounds quite a bit like Joe Strummer. They have one 19 track album entitled Crack the Safe that encompasses all of their recorded material. It is hard to find, but well worth it. The music is no bull shit 77 punk rock. So find this, hop on your board and shred the streets with these guys as your soundtrack.
Maty’s Corner #27
Duane Peters and the Great Unwashed Review
Coming out in 2012 was Duane Peters and The Great Unwashed. A bit of a one off side project from the master of disaster. While short lived, they did release on great album titled Beautiful Tragedy. It’s out and out punk blues with a lot of great piano and even a bit of harmonica, a definite departure from other music that Duane has put out. Most of lyrics sound like lost writings from Charles Bukowski’s urban genius. The two big stand outs for me are Coffee In The Kitchen Gone and the title track. This was released vinyl only or you can download it from http://duanepetersandthegreatunwashed.bandcamp.com/album/beautiful-tragedy
Go ahead and get this if you don’t a have it. A must for fans of Duane and just good sad music.
Maty’s Corner #26
U.S. Bombs The World and Has a War Birth
Starting in 1993 out of Orange County, CA was Duane Peters’ first major band, U.S. Bombs. This band was founded after the implosion of Duane’s first band, Exploding Fuck Dolls. These guys were a straight up 77 style punk band with a number of songs about skating. Easily on of the best all time skate punk bands. They spent a number of years on the perfect fit of Hell Cat Records.
1994 brought out their first album Put Strength in the Final Blow. As strong a debut as any punk can ask a band for. This set the standard for a sound that differed from the rest of skate punk. Shying away from the melodic current sound this takes punk back to its roots and adds a 7 ply under those old Docs. Though this album doesn’t contain the skate anthems of later releases it’s just great simple punk fucking rock.
1996 saw the release of Garibaldi Guard. It opens with Duane talking about being homeless and it sounds like the mad genius of a Bukowski story. This release rocks harder than their first and continues this band’s reputation of the soundtrack to a great skate session. Every song sounds like a tribute to on of Duane’s favorite 77 punk bands in a good way.
1997 drops in with 1 of my 2 favorite Bombs albums, War Birth. This includes Jaks, one of the best skate songs without question. Every song on this album is absolutely great. This marked their first album on Hell Cat Records. This label move raised the band to a well deserved higher popularity.
1999 shredded with The World. For me this band’s hands down best album. This album gave us one their biggest songs Skater Dater. As great as War birth was, both of which I got on the same day, this one blows it and the rest of the catalogue away. If you ever get a U.S. Bombs album, this is fucking it!
2001 came out with Back At The Laundromat. This is another steamroll of an album. As always it makes sure you remember what punk is before the first track ends. The memorable track off of this was Wig Out.
2003 flowed us Covert Action. This one rocks like The World and War Birth. A couple notables off this are Roll Around and Lab Rats. Needless to say, this is another one to throw in the ghetto box while you’re shredding someone’s pool.
2006 marked the Bomb’s last acid drop to date with We Are The Problem. If this is their end, at least it’s great and the bands has a perfect record of keeping the skate punks hooked. They had gone from Hell Cat to Sailor’s Grave Records for this one. Though I’ve heard that they have new stuff in the works, this is where we’re at today. So if ya don’t U.S. Bombs, get the tunes and play loud while shredding the gnar around town!