#la punk scene

[xxenbypunkxx]

are you worried about being perceived as a poser in your local punk scene? My biggest tip is to not shove yourself into the little box of what you think a punk should be. The culture of punk should be diverse, that’s what makes it beautiful. You want to go to a show wearing all pink and cute dresses? fucking go for it!!! rock it! if anyone says anything to you about “not being punk enough” they are full of bullshit and are definitely projecting their insecurities onto you.

[thlayli-ra]

Drawing Scenes from my Fanfictions,

From The Moon Rises Red Tonight

"The monster opened her mouth, teeth bared, and she struck as swiftly as a snake, biting the Knight in the side of his neck. He screamed, feeling the fangs bury in deep. Soon, she began to suck!"

"The bite was more violent than he expected and filled him with terror so great it paralysed him. He could feel his own blood moving unnaturally through his veins, hauling its way up towards her waiting mouth."

"Her teeth sank in. And she drank and she drank. Drinking deep and heavy, filling her belly with his blood. He lay peacefully on her lap and endured the life being drained out of him, his head turning light and his body growing heavy."

For @xxrabiesxx and the vampire au gang (all two of you 😂) @selamat-linting @d-lanx (not even sure if you actually are in the gang but I'm tagging you anyway!)

[mattnotonfire]

hey guys its me ryan ross

[theunderestimator-2]

Rover, obscure early LA punk teen scenester, Masque denizen and nowadays a Las Vegas mom of 10 children, as captured ca. '77-'78 at the Atomic Cafe, in the Little Tokyo district of Los Angeles (the photo was also used as the back cover of The Klan "Pushin' Too Hard" b/w "Cover Girls" 1980 single by Posh Boy).

Rose, aka Rover [a nickname her high school bestie gave her because she couldn't stay in one place but was happiest roving around] is one of those girls who, according to Alice Bag, "added life and color to the early punk scene and made it so very interesting. She also received one of the first wounds (six stitches in the scalp) in the "us against them" skirmishes that seem to occur whenever people are afraid or intolerant of those who look different from them. It's hard to imagine a time and place when having short, crazy-colored hair could provoke a violent reaction from a stranger, but that was what it was like in the 1970's."

As Rover recalls:

"I believe I took the first hit in the social war we had waged against the norm. I was 16 at the time. I was outside of the Canterbury with my friend Brian (from Fullerton) sitting on a parked car. Two guys drove past on a motorcycle and the passenger threw a wine bottle into our little crowd and it hit me in the head. I didn't know what had happened. I grabbed my head & knocked a hunk of glass out and it fell to the ground. Then, a rush of pain and a river of blood and I stumbled forward and leaned against the Canterbury for support. I was dazed and in a state of confusion. They grabbed me and helped me walk. Gerber & Natalie took me to Lorna Doom & Belinda Carlisle's apartment. Darby was there. The paramedics arrived and bandaged my head. They joked about my hair color, saying they couldn't tell what was hair color and what was blood. If I wasn't the first hit, then I guess I was a shot of energy to all those around me."

Being badly teased in school in So Cal just for being pale white, in '77 she was a 16-year-old who ended up actually living in the Masque, the Hollywood multi-roomed labyrinth, the club and a meeting spot that soon became the center of the universe to many punks, misfits, outsiders, degenerates and the nascent punk scene that began bubbling up around 1976, with groups like the Screamers, Germs, the Weirdos and the Zeros, the Bags and the Go-Go’s, who she also roadied for.

"I walked into my very first show [a Dickies show at the Whiskey, Dec. '77] and knew I had finally found my home planet!!!! Remember the Twilight Zone episode with Elly May Clampett? She was laying in a hospital bed with bandages covering her face, consumed with self hatred & confusion because she was born so ugly that she couldn't fit in with society. The bandages came off and all had failed. Then it's revealed that she is really beautiful in a world of ugly and has to go live in a community with others like herself. That's exactly how I felt when I walked into the Whisky that night. Everyone was pale and it was ok."

(***photo provided by artist & activist @regi-mentle-black-blog , another active participant in the early LA/SF punk scene and friend of Rover, who was also crashing at the Masque back in the day)

[rabbitmotifs]

wwell how hard could it be to compile an ethnography from oral history and interviews

[seasonofdirtyflies]

Photo by me of Spunk

@ Worrywortt Instagram

[lasvegastrillgod]

In the lair working.

📸 By codybowenmedia

[somescenecatholic]

zOMGOODNESS THE FTSK SHIRT CAME AAAAAA

[theaskew]

Lyrics

She had to leave… Los Angeles All her toys wore out in black and her boys had too She started to hate every nigger and Jew Every Mexican that gave her lotta shit Every homosexual and the idle rich She had to get out She gets confused Flying over the dateline her hands turn red Cause the days change at night change in an instant the days Change at night change in an instant She had to leave Los Angeles She found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend She bought a clock on Hollywood blvd the day she left It felt sad she had to get out

Songwriters: Charles Thompson

[xxenbypunkxx]

went to a show once, one of the bands groupies tried to stage dive but there weren't enough people there so they just slammed onto the floor

[calim3ro]

LA SAD - SUMMERSAD 4

[thlayli-ra]

I should be doing requests but I really wanted to see what the Red Moon boys were up to. For @selamat-linting

[nugothrhythms]

Mikey Bean's fantastic book Phantoms, about the history of the deathrock movement, is having a sale going on. If you follow the book's Instagram page, there are frequent sales.

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[theunderestimator-2]

Tony the Tiger aka Tony the Hustler & Cherie Greene aka Cherie the Penguin, LA first wave punk couple visiting San Francisco punk temple Mabuhay Gardens in Jan. 1978, as captured by SF street photographer Greg Gaar & found on The Fab Mab FB group.

From the few bits & pieces I managed to trace on the internet about those early LA punk scenesters & sexual adventurers, I found Tony mentioned as a ‘gay-for-pay male hustler’ and Cherie remembered as 'the gregarious dominatrix singer of the band Butch’ according to Kid Congo’s ‘Some New Kind Of Kick’ memoir. Another post on Cherie, this time by Doug Fitzsimmons on his @punk_diversity IG account, provides some more enlightening backstory after a talk he had with her, such as her relationship & marriage to Tony and the incident that earned her her nickname from the tux and tails she was wearing the night she crashed a party at Wilton Hilton, the infamous ramshackle Craftsman duplex/ Screamers then-headquarters, where the best parties were supposedly held, fueled by acid, sex and… ghosts.

(via, via & )

[warpedwh0res]

warped whores debut show

[poptropicaslutz]

Some ig pics from last night/this morning