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In Defence video. Sweeeeeeet.

To think it's only been 8 years since I last played a live show. And from that era we have virtually no video, no competent photography, nothing to revisit as wizened remnants of a bygone era of punk rock. And here we are, a mere 8 years later, and the kids are cranking out kick ass shit like this video. The Past, I hate you.

OFF WITH THEIR HEADS SIGN WITH EPITAPH RECORDS AND KICKOFF NEW TOUR

OFFICIAL PRESS RELEASE

Epitaph Records is proud to announce the signing of Minneapolis punk band Off With Their Heads. The punk rock road dogs recently took time off from touring to record their second full length album, with plans for a summer release, but left the engine running for a two month long excursion of US and Canada that begins today (Tour Dates Listed Below).

Formed in 2002, Off With Their Heads went through a slew of musicians before finally cementing the lineup with Ryan Young on vocals/guitar, Justin Francis on drums, Zack Gontard on guitar and Robbie Swartwood on bass. Since their inception, the band has released an impressive catalog of music including seventeen 7”’s, one LP and a few comps, and has toured relentlessly in US, Europe, Canada and Japan for the past five years with bands like Against Me, Youth Brigade, The Bouncing Souls and Municipal Waste to name a few.

It was during Off With Their Heads’ 2009 tour with Against Me when the band got the call from Epitaph’s owner/president Brett Gurewitz saying that he was a fan of the band.

“Off With Their Heads might be the best punk band going right now, Epitaph needs them; music needs them” says Gurewitz.

PAY ATTENTION Vol. 1 out now.

Prolific Twin Cities punk photographer Adam Degross has printed a very limited edition (of 50) zine. Paper? I know, right? Available at shows and places like Extreme Noise Records while supplies last, this non-traditional zine doesn't feature any articles. No words whatsoever. Just images shot by Adam. Good luck nabbing one.

Ponx Attax myspace & studio mp3s!

It was mere months ago when the street punx in the streets themselves were hailed as "too punk for a myspace page." Well, as with all punks, eventually you cave into the pressures of the evil society and sell out! Good for the fans, because the Ponx are clearly not too punk for a quality studio recording either, and the new mp3s available on the page sound great.

http://www.myspace.com/ponxattax

Hang up the creepers, please.

I reserve the right to talk shit. I was throwing DIY punk rock shows long before Anti-Flag CDs were in the mall, which is saying a lot, since even their first CD, when it was pressed on some oddball label, was in malls. And I understand that it takes a lot to stay on top when you've been irrelevant for almost a decade, but wow. And I mean WOW. Here we have irrefutable proof that it takes a suspension of integrity. Really guys, you've sucked for years, and you're pretty much nard-clipped emasculated pansies to begin with (especially the bassist), but to surf the coattails of roller girls? My oh my. Suddenly I'm glad my band gave up the ghost in 2002. Talk about a "sold out 'Merica." (???) Anyhow, stop coming to this page. Punk rocks is dead. These guys helped kill it, cashed the insurance check, and bought an inground pool.

EDIT: Anti-Punk (or their label, what's the difference?) have had embedding from Youtube disabled by request. Which means they want you to view the link, which means they get PAID per X-views (yes, this works, trust me)but go ahead, and leave a comment. If you can't think of your own feel free to use mine: YOU SUCK.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlEfx8ZbQt8

Yes, yes it is.

Where is an angry skin byrd when you need one to flatten the nose of a bubble gum pop princess dressed up in her punk rock tourist outfit? Seeing someone like her get away with something like this feels like getting mugged at an ATM only to find a parking ticket on your car afterward. Here we have Audrina Partridge, star of Mtv's The Hills, parading around, however fuckable, in what she clearly thinks is punk rock "gear." Someone should have leapt from the bushes and stripped her naked. Not because I want to see that hot little package unsheathed, of course not, but for justice and keeping it real!

TCSP represents in new Rancid video.

For like a split second at 2:34 there we are, Daego and Dave.

Looking good there, CHAMP.

TCSP killing machine Travis "The Hurricane" Reddinger brought home the gold this Saturday in a hard fought unanimous decision victory over former Brutaal bantamweight champ Zach Wolff. The incumbent Wolff was more than game, arguably taking the first round, but couldn't manage to tee off on the lengthy, elusive, and patient Reddinger, a notoriously slow starter, who was winning the majority of exchanges and landing kicks at will by round 3, and dominating by the close of the 5 round championship battle. The new champ was gracious in victory and had no shortage of praise for the defeated Wolff, who joined Travis in the cage and congratulated him on his big win. Their good sportsmanship bored me to death, because I like dramatic bickering where athletes hate each other and talk shit.

RIP Daniele Finley

Daniele was one of the first in our group of die hard punk rock friends back in the late 90s that called the Inferno her second home. She went to some school nearby my place in the hood, and would hang out afterward doing her homework and watch the Simpsons until her bus to St. Paul came. Her presence in the Twin Cities punk community was pervasive to say the least, everyone could call her their friend regardless of affiliation or political lines, and her ear was always open. Daniele was all heart, and her positivity, creativity and enthusiasm will leave a hole in our hearts forever.

Visitation for will 4-8 pm Friday, Washburn-McReady Funeral Home, 200 Central Avenue SE -- at the north end of the 3rd Avenue Bridge by Nicollet island. Funeral will be at the same place, 1 PM Saturday

Finally, a band that's the real deal.

In the picture above you see the singer from UK band Gallows. Their sophomore album, "Grey Britain" is so blissfully pissed off, malcontent, and not only aware of but embraces this. It hasn't been since the late 70s and early 80s when bands like the Sex Pistols and Black Flag didn't have anything nice to say but said it anyway that such real, raw, seriously aggro punk existed. These guys don't smile, and if you fuck with them they'll come out into the audience and kick your ass while some preppy dork makes faces. Yeah, that's what happened at Warped Tour here in MN. One real punk band showed up and acted real punk. That's what you get for wearing sandals and running your mouth, douche. Check out their music.