The Phoenix Film Festival has announced that “The Godfathers of Hardcore,”a documentary by Ian McFarland following the rise of NYC Hardcore through the stories and 30+ years of struggle of Roger Miret and Vinnie Stigma of Agnostic Front, will screen as part of the programming this year.
Presented with support from Zia Records!
L7: Pretend We’re Dead takes us on an all-access journey into the 1990’s grunge movement that took the world by storm, and the band that helped define it as the genre of a generation.
Culled from over 100 hours of vintage home movies taken by the band, never-before-seen performance footage, and candid interviews, L7: Pretend We’re Dead is an engrossing time capsule told from the perspective of L7, these true insiders who brought their signature blend of grunge punk to the masses!
Chronicling the early days of the band’s formation in 1985 to their height as the ‘queens of grunge,’ the film takes a roller coaster ride through L7’s triumphs and failures, a classic tale of rags to riches to rags.
Seven Year Bitch
By now, I’m sure everyone here is quite familiar with Fat Wreck Chords and the ever-so-colorful Fat Mike. Some of us may even be familiar with how it began and the hundred plus bands that have touted the Fat Wreck seal of approval on one or all of their releases. The alumni list is pretty hefty, particularly if you include subsidiary labels Honest Don’s and Pink & Black, which unfortunately, were barely mentioned in this documentary. I have more complaints being a terminal curmudgeon, but we’ll get to those later.
Makes me a little jealous or maybe reminiscent of the time when punk music was new to me, but on the other hand I think it is great!
Came across this video while looking for things to write about and it really makes me want to take a trip to China and just hang out and talk to some of these people. For some folks Punk may not be relevant anymore; they have matured, embraced other subcultures or just don’t get inspired, pissed or motivated anymore and to hell with them. What is old to some is new to others, and that is one of the things that keeps me in the scene. Check the video out!
I know you’re probably thinking this is one of those weird religious documentaries judging on the name and it kind of is in some fucked up way; only it’s definitely off the mark from whatever your assumptions may be.
Searching for the Wrong-Eyed Jesus finds you traveling in the South with musician Jim White in a 1970 Chevy Impala that has a massive 300 lb. concrete Jesus statue sticking out of the trunk. Jim wanders to the places that make the South what it is most notorious for: Churches, truck stops, diners, prisons, mines, etc. and he talks to the people found within “trying to find the gold tooth in God’s smile,” as he puts it.
The eeriness of southern religion and culture, however, is endlessly fascinating and has a strange, dark innocence about it. Jim White’s sense of humor is also subtly showcased for those so inclined to listen. Round all of that off with a stellar soundtrack performed directly in the film from the likes of White himself, New York Dolls legend David Johansen, Johnny Dowd, The Handsome Family, and so many more and you’ve got one hell of a flick on your hands!
It’s a little difficult to come by, but worth every goddamned penny.
Nearly 30 years after the news broke that Nancy Spungen was dead and the authorities believed Sid Vicious had murdered her comes this self-administered investigation passed off as a new film by Alan G. Parker, known for his other films about not only The Sex Pistols, but also The Clash and other punk legends. Alan combined old footage with new of those who knew Sid and Nancy best for a deeper look at what really happened on Oct. 12, 1978 at The Chelsea Hotel.
Throughout the film the point that the NYPD never really investigated the case and just assumed the junkie boyfriend did it is a crystal clear one. Sid died. Case closed. Alan tells the story of what most likely happened through testimonies of the people who were at The Chelsea the night of the murder, Sid and Nancy’s friends, crime scene photos, etc. leaving the viewer with a whole new perspective on this infamous unsolved case. My only real complaint about the movie is the look of it. Once you can get past the MTV takeover hokey-ness of the credits and bumps, you’re gold!