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the crucifucks

[onryou-onryou]

The Crucifucks : Self titled album [full vinyl rip]

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Starting a tradition where I post anti-cop music whenever I feel like it.

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE WHAT VERBAL ABUSE THOUGHT ABOUT THEIR SUPPORTING ACT.

NOTE: Dig the bass drum head in the back. But did VxAx perform before or after Doc Dart's shrill-voiced depravity?

PIC(S) INFO: Mega spotlight on one of the more unsung acts of the American hardcore punk era -- Lansing, Michigan's THE CRUCIFUCKS, with Doc Corbin Dart on vocals, playing live in Minneapolis, Minnesota, c. 1984. 📸: Michelle Strauss Ohnstad.

"Don't need a fucking cop to tell me what to do, Or grab me in the street whenever they want to. I haven't got a penny but I don't ever steal. If they hassle me again I'll show 'em how I feel.

So let's kill the fucking pigs If they get in our way. It'll set a good example For the children today. It'll keep kids out of trouble Shooting pigs after school. WASTING COPS WILL BE THE HERO'S GOLDEN RULE."

-- "Cops for Fertilizer" (1984) by THE CRUCIFUCKS

Source: www.picuki.com/media/3347027477371647730.

[figurefourdicklock]

Put a gun to my back and I'll do what you say but I'll burn down your house if I get away throw me in jail and I'll spit in your face cuz anarchy is gonna take your fucking place -Doc Corbin Dart

[ourladyofomega]

📷: Tapehead City (FB)

[rosysugarr]

2021 ranboo: nervous about wearing nail polish and refuses to say "penis" on stream

2023 ranboo: has a vtuber with a dedicated "big ass titties" mode and referred to a crucifix as a "cruciFUCKS"

[haveyouheardthisband]

[leviathan-supersystem]

i'm generally pretty cynical about the merit of the lyrical content of political punk rock these days (at least a lot more than i was as a teen lol) but the crucifucks still fucking hit

[danikriatura]

Something i wrote in 2014, that i forgot about til just now......

"Observations from a pre-apocalyptic childhood.

Everywhere looks like a scene from a damn horror movie. Not the parts where all the blood and guts are spilled all over the place, but just the whole vibe where everything feels overly vivid and dark and surreal and it always feels like some bad shit is about to pop off. It always feels like night time, even when the sun is shining full throttle.

No matter how much light there is outside, everywhere seems drenched in cold overbearing shadows. Overly fascinating predators, hustlers, freaks and outcasts hidden in plain sight run the scene, adorned in costumes signifying either an allegiance to cocaine-fuelled disco decadence, willful genocidal complicity and collusion, bombed out fatalism, pending urban guerrilla warfare, or most commonly, stale self-righteous banality.

Everywhere is dirty, sketchy, dilapidated, yellow with piss and nicotine stains, dried blood on the sidewalk, grey and shadowy, with tinny disco sounds blaring from those prefab storefronts almost sinister in their innocuousness.

Some shit really stands out. A stencilled graffiti piece spraypainted in basic black on the side wall of a bank reads "Only The Rich Build Bombs."

A crackling tinny transistor radio stays tuned to a ghostly mysterious AM radio station, playing a strangely sweet sounding pop song that i later find out is about necrophilia.*

A creepy old baldheaded white man calls out to me from a sinister store front, "come here little boy! You wanna play a game?", licking his lips, while i run away to go tell my papa.

An elephant faced man with boils and burns covering all of his face and skin minds his own affairs and runs his errands, as everyone around him tries so hard not to stare.

A polyester-decked street corner preacher with a heavy Polish accent, cheap hairpiece on his head, bellows loudly about eternal hellfire and damnation, as stoned long haired teenagers in jean jackets excitedly take in the graphic descriptions of skin burning, eyes exploding and sexualized torture at the hands of sadistic demons til the end of time, before being to told to repent, at which point they begin flashing their pale ass cheeks and flipping their eager middle fingers.

Serious regal looking Black men with wide horizontal Afros, floppy leather caps, earth toned dashikis, army jackets and faded blue jeans supervise their tables selling books, oils and incense, flanked by red, black and green flags, arguing passionately about passages in the Bible used to justify slavery, tensions between Islam and Indigenous African cosmologies, reparations, repatriation, dirty money, clean hands and alibis.

Bombed out urban mutants looking like post-fallout zombies talk shit and get smashed drinking from bottles of cheap toxic liquid, hair dyed purple and green, hacked, shaved and spiked, monster makeup on their faces, adorned in spikes, chains, black leather, boots, torn up army regalia and shredded splatter bleached black denim, stenciled with words saying shit like "Hate & War", "Burned & Bombed", "Born To Die", "No God", "Sick Pleasure", "Crucifucks", "Millions of Dead Cops", "Subhumans" and "Peopleless Buildings", deriving great pleasure from playing with pet rats and engaging in playful self-abuse, as the horrified passerby gawk at them.

A group of middle aged Italian men in custom made silk suits play dominoes and blackgamma, smoking cigarillos and drinking cappucinos, making it damn clear as unmuddied rivers that this is grown man business and any women and children had better stay clear away.

Seedy movie houses with puke encrusted floors flash shiny marquees advertising the latest horror, smut and kung fu kick 'em up and fuck 'em up flicks, as a little boy with ringlet curls bouncing on his head wishes he could get in, afford to get in, or at least figure out which back exits are best for sneaking in.

At home, there are hushed, tense and passionate discussions en espanol, about torture, disappearances, massacres, military repression, death squads, cattle prods, rubber bullets, tear gas and water cannons.

Suitcases sit piled up at the ready, as two traumatized young parents do their best to make a safe haven inside a barren makeshift room, so that their little child can have some kinda clue about some kinda shit being some kinda safe, at least for some kinda time........"

* "There's No Blood In Bone", by the Poppy Family

[green-alien-turdz]

Favorite singer? I personally like Destroy Boys

Ion really got favourite's of things. But I can list some mfs I listen to. I just burned a new cd not that long ago, so imma just list off some of the bands and some song recs for those (and I think I've heard destroy boys before. Not personally a fan, but their stuff seems pretty cool).

CRASS: They've got a bomb. End Result. Big A Little a. Systematic Death. Do they owe us a living?

VOID: My rules. Condensed flesh. Who are you?

Dead Kennedys: Dog Bite. Kill the poor. Holiday in Cambodia. California uber alles.

Poison Idea: In my headache. Its an action.

Capitalist Casualties: Greedy Bastards. Mouthfed. Violence Junkie.

Nuclear Man: Nuke-Man. Warhead.

Limp Wrist: Fake fags. Dead Weight. Just like you. Thick skin. Want us dead. Spun.

Subhumans: I don't wanna die. Rats. Apathy. Work-Rest-Play-Die. Mickey Mouse is dead. No.

Discharge: Why? Drunk with power. Ain't no feeble bastard. Does this system work.

Icons of Filth: Fucked up state. Why so limited? Mentally murdered.

T.S.O.L.: Abolish government/ silent majority. Red shadows. Flowers by the door. It's gray.

S.O.A.: Warzone. Gang Fight.

The Disrupters: Animal farm. Rot in hell. Pigs in blue.

Government Warning: Killing for fun. Slave labor. Factory line. Paranoid mess. Endless slaughter.

Disrupt: Protest.

DIRT: Master race. Eyes to see. Hiroshima. Democracy.

Negative Approach: What ever I do. Ready to fight.

Minor Threat: I don't wanna hear it. In my eyes. Seeing red.

ILL Repute: Book and its cover.

Conflict: From protest to resistance. The serenade is dead. Berkshire cunt.

The Shitlickers: Warsystem.

Suicidal Tendencies: Two-sided politics. You can't bring me down. War inside my head. Institutionalized.

Aus-Rotten: The system works for them. When you support those fucking bastards. (They also have a version of Berkshire cunt)

Ultra Violent: Dead gerneration. Where angels dare not tread. Crime for revenge.

Disorder: Fight the right.

Civil Disobedience: Manufactured citizens. Planet of the fakes.

The Crucifucks: Legal genocide. Annual report.

A Global Threat: Fucking racist maggots.

Urban Waste: No hope.

Feederz: Jesus. Gut Rage.

Black Flag: Nervous Breakdown. My war. Rise above.

[industrial-horror]

Alternative Tentacles is an independent record label established in 1979 by Dead Kennedys vocalist Jello Biafra and guitarist East Bay Ray in San Francisco, California with the intention to release the Dead Kennedys self-produced single "California Über Alles". After realizing the potential for an independent label, they released records for other bands as well. They would go on to release albums by artists such as Dead Kennedys, NoMeansNo, D.O.A., Alice Donut, Lard, The Dicks, Butthole Surfers, 7 Seconds, Neurosis, Wesley Willis, Half Japanese, Blowfly, Subhumans (Canada), The Crucifucks, Victims Family, Pansy Division, Zolar X, Culture Shock, World/Inferno Friendship Society, Itchy-O, ArnoCorps, The Darts, Tsunami Bomb, and many more. In the mid-1980’s Jello Biafra became the sole owner of Alternative Tentacles.

The origins of Alternative Tentacles trace back to June 1979, the name Alternative Tentacles was used as the label name on Dead Kennedys self-produced debut single, "California Uber Alles." In true independent spirit, the band had saved their gig money for a year to produce their own record instead of waiting for an established label to sign them. The single would do better than anyone expected, garnering considerable attention throughout the U.S. and Europe. At the same time, lead singer Jello Biafra's 1979 mayoral campaign in San Francisco helped kick-start interest from the British music press that culminated in a very successful British and European tour in the fall of 1980, upon the release of their full length debut, "Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables".

The original idea was for Alternative Tentacles to be based in Europe only, and concentrate on European released and exposure for then-unknown American bands after Biafra found many of Dead Kennedys fans were far more interested in the American underground than the overseas labels and press were.

The result was the "Let Them Eat Jellybeans" compilation album. "Let Them Eat Jellybeans" was quickly followed with singles by D.O.A., Bad Brains, Black Flag, Flipper, TSOL, Voice Far, Husker Du, and more. But the impact of "Jellybeans" and Alternative Tentacles turned out to be even greater outside Great Britain. "Jellybeans" and Dead Kennedys' follow-up '81 European tour is credited with breaking open the still strong underground scenes in Finland, Italy, Germany, and even behind the Iron Curtain.

Meanwhile, "Jellybeans" was also gaining steam in America. Many Americans were picking up import copies as a way of tuning in to the ongoing underground explosion in the States. Alternative Tentacles U.S. was off and running with domestic releases of new albums by D.O.A., TSOL, Dead Kennedys, Butthole Surfers, The Dicks, The Crucifucks and many more.

At the same time a friend in San Francisco, Ruth Schwartz, was starting Mordam Records label and distribution, they partnered with Alternative Tentacles Records to handle global distribution in 1983.

As the label progressed an increasing divide between Biafra and Ray developed stemming from a combination of personal, financial, and philosophical differences over the direction of the label. Biafra had a strong vision for the label's direction, focusing on politically charged and experimental acts prioritizing a more avant-garde and activist-focused roster and Ray was feeling that was increasingly too narrow of a direction. Also feeling that there was an increasing conflict of interest between the interest of Dead Kennedys and the label, Ray sold his stake in the mid-1980s allowing Jello Biafra to maintain full creative control over Alternative Tentacles, while Ray focused on the running of the band’s partnership.

In addition to musical acts, Alternative Tentacles has also published spoken word albums, many by Jello Biafra himself. Another common theme of Alternative Tentacles records over the years has been the artwork of Winston Smith, which has appeared on many of their records, catalogs, posters and shirts. Smith also designed the original Alternative Tentacles logo in 1981.

"From the very beginning, everyone agreed that the label should treat the bands fairly and decently," says Greg Werckman, who managed AT from 1989-1997. "It was never hip to be on Alternative Tentacles the way it was to be on Sub Pop. That was its appeal to me. We stayed true to our vision."

Alternative Tentacles has had a number of locations around San Francisco over the years. The first office was in the Dead Kennedy’s tour manager Mike Bonnano’s bedroom at the A-Hole, a punk rock household at Third and Bryant in San Francisco. They then went on to share offices with Mordam Records on Rodgers Street South of Market, then on Shipley Street still in the South of Market neighborhood shared with Mordam, then moved to the Mission District with Mordam Records on Folsom Street.

In 1995, Alternative Tentacles moved to their own office in the Noe Valley neighborhood in San Francisco, before relocating to Emeryville, CA across the Bay in October 2002 and the label has continued its operation there to present day.

In 2009, following the closure of Lumberjack Mordam Music Group, Alternative Tentacles Records switched global distribution to San Francisco based Revolver/Mid-Heaven.

In 2006 they re-released some classic early 80's recordings in its "Re-issues Of Necessity" series by the likes of JFA, The Dicks, BGK, The Fartz, Los Olvidados, Drunk Injuns, Free Beer, False Prophets, Amebix, M.I.A., Nausea, Mentally Ill, and the classic compilation "Not So Quiet on the Western Front."

In April 2019 Kerrang ran a long form feature called "An Oral History of Alternative Tentacles".

In March 2020, Bandcamp ran a feature on their site entitled "The Lesser-Known Classics of Alternative Tentacles Records" as part of their label profile series.

In 2023 Alternative Tentacles announced that they would be once again releasing the entire Nomeansno catalog on the label after the band had left the label in 2002, starting with the 7" "Dad/Revenge". This was followed by the release of the 1989 full length, "Wrong" in 2024.

Through 2024, the label has released over 500 recordings and has made a push to reissue some of the most popular releases on vinyl, releasing limited edition color versions both as pre-orders through their website and through a patreon program they launched in October of 2023.

In the early 1980s, Alternative Tentacles opened an office in the UK (eventually settling at 64 Mountgrove Road in London) to release special editions of American punk records that were unavailable in Europe, many of which were licensed from other independent U.S. labels. Among these were releases by SST Records' groups Black Flag and Hüsker Dü, the Dischord Records compilation Flex Your Head, and an EP of tracks from the Bad Brains eponymous 1982 album, as well as U.K. pressings of all American Dead Kennedys releases. It was also a distribution hub for Elemental Records until closed in 1994.

In 1985, Los Angeles prosecutors charged Biafra with "distributing harmful matter to minors" for artwork contained in the Dead Kennedys album Frankenchrist. The artwork was a poster reproduction of the painting "Work 219: Landscape XX", also known as "Penis Landscape" by H.R. Giger. The case ended in a hung jury and charges were not re-filed. Biafra presented a detailed account of the trial on his second spoken word album, High Priest of Harmful Matter − Tales from the Trial.

In 1994 in the wake of the punk zine Maximum Rocknroll taking Alternative Tentacles to task over Alternative Tentacles and Dead Kennedys working with EMI-owned distributor Caroline through Mordam, and banning ads and reviews from the label, Jello Biafra was assaulted at the Gilman St. in Berkeley, CA by a group of people chanting “Rich Rock Star”.

"Of course, it was easy to label me as a sell-out because I was part of the neighborhood," says Biafra of the MRR row. "It was one crab trying to pull another crab back in the bucket. For me, using a major distributor is more like the martial arts principle of using the enemy's strength against them. I want my work to be available in remote small towns and cultural ghettos. People have to have that opportunity."

In early 2000, the label and Biafra were named in a lawsuit brought by his former Dead Kennedys bandmates. The suit claimed that Biafra had failed to pay the band's members a decade's worth of royalties on the band's albums, totaling some $76,000.

All sides agreed the initial underpayment of royalties was due to an accounting error and Biafra himself had also not been paid from those royalties. However, the jury ultimately ruled that Alternative Tentacles and Biafra were "guilty of malice, oppression and fraud" by not promptly informing his former bandmates of the matter and instead withholding the information during subsequent discussions and contractual negotiations. The other Dead Kennedys members only learned of the royalty underpayment from a whistleblower at the record label.

A 2003 appeal upheld the verdict and judgment against Biafra and the record label of $200,000 in compensation and punitive damages. The result of the case saw the rights to the Dead Kennedys albums turned over to Decay Music, a partnership of all four members of the band (including Biafra himself), the majority of which voted to pull the records from Alternative Tentacles and license them to Manifesto Records in the United States (and to other labels in the rest of the world). This was a blow to Alternative Tentacles, leading to financial uncertainty for the label.

In 2009 while speaking The Guardian, Biafra described losing the Kennedys from Alternative Tentacles as "like getting some of your limbs blown off".

"I've used my own money to keep the label afloat. Now many of our label peers are down to one or two employees or pulling the plug altogether. That scares the living shit out of me in some ways, but I think we're better equipped because we already know how to survive hard times. It got awfully tempting to just crack up once and for all and turn into Syd Barrett after what they did to me," he admits. "But I have so many unrecorded songs and ideas that I can't not continue to make new work."

The following artists have either been signed to the Alternative Tentacles record label or had material released through them:

7 Seconds

Akimbo

Alice Donut

Ani Kyd

ArnoCorps

Amebix

Bad Brains

Beatnigs

The Bellrays

Black Flag

Black Kali Ma

BlöödHag

Blowfly

BGK

Brujeria

Brutal Juice

Burning Image

Buzzkill

Butthole Surfers

The Causey Way

Chill Eb

Christian

Christian Lunch

Citizen Fish

Comets on Fire

Creeps On Candy

Cross Stitched Eyes

Crucifucks

The Darts

Dash Rip Rock

Dead Ending

Dead Kennedys

Dead Pioneers

Death Hymn Number 9

DFMK

The Dicks

Disaster Strikes

D.O.A.

Doc Corbin Dart

Dog Faced Hermans

The Dot Wiggin Band

Duh

East Bay Ray

Eat

Eugene Chadbourne

Evan Johns and The H-Bombs

The Evaporators

eX-Girl

F-Minus

Facepuller

False Prophets

The Fartz

Feral Ohms

Fish Karma

Patrik Fitzgerald

The Flaming Stars

Fleshies

Flipper

Free Beer

Galloping Coroners (Vágtázó Halottkémek)

Geza X

Git Some

God Bullies

Grong Grong

Grotus

Half Japanese

Howard Zinn

Hack

The Hanson Brothers

Hissanol

Husker Du

itchy-O

Jarboe

Jello Biafra

Jello Biafra and the Guantanamo School of Medicine

Jucifer

Jungle Studs

Kepone

Klaus Flouride

Kultur Shock

L.A. Machina

Lard

Les Thugs

Leftöver Crack

Legendary Shack Shakers

Life After Life

Logical Nonsense

The Looters

Los Gusanos

Ludicra

Mat Callahan

MDC

Melvins

M.I.A.

Michael Gira

Mischief Brew

Mojo Nixon

Molotov Cocktail

Motorpyscho

Moms With Bangs

Nardwuar the Human Serviette

Nausea

Neurosis

Noam Chomsky

No WTO Combo

Nomeansno

The November 3

Pachinko

Pansy Division

Part Time Christians

Peligro

Pins of Light

Pitchshifter

The Phantom Limbs

Porch

Ratos de Porão

Really Red

Radiopuhelimet

Redshift

Ratos De Poråo

Sandrider

Saturn's Flea Collar

Sibling Rivalry

The Silver Machine

The Skatenigs

Skarp

Skrapyard

Slim Cessna's Auto Club

Tony Slug

SNFU

Spindrift

Star Fucking Hipsters

Stickdog

Subhumans

Teddy & the Frat Girls[11]

Thrall

Toxic Reasons

Tragic Mulatto

TARANTELLA

Triclops!

Tribe 8

Tsunami Bomb

Tumor Circus

Turn Me on Dead Man

T.S.O.L.

Ultra Bide

Unsane

VHK

Victim's Family

Voice Farm

Ward Churchill

Wesley Willis

Wheelchair Sports Camp

White Trash Debutants

Witch Hunt

The Witch Trials

The World/Inferno Friendship Society

The Yuppie Pricks

Zen Guerrilla

Zeni Geva

Zolar X

[uneasylisteningradio]

Transistor Sister #215 - WPRB in 1984 December 15, 2024

December 15 was WPRB's 84th birthday so in medium-length WPRB tradition, I played songs you might have heard on WPRB in 1984! Because... 84. It doesn't make sense but it does. Plus some brand new songs to start things off! Note not all these songs are FROM 1984, some are from a little before, but most of them are. listen to the show

Song People - O Intemerata X2000 - Fragmentar el Futuro Rotary Club - TDOS The Fall - Lay of the Land Hüsker Dü - Never Talking to You Again New Model Army - Vengeance Black Flag - My War The Three O'Clock - And So We Run

DJ speaks over The Plugz - Reel Ten

TMA - What's for Dinner Meat Puppets - Plateau Christmas - 100,000,000 Flowers The Replacements - Answering Machine The Crucifucks - Legal Genocide Butthole Surfers - Dum Dum Minutemen - West Germany Violent Femmes - I Hear The Rain The Feelies - Fa Cé-La

Mission of Burma - Forget

[dustedmagazine]

SPOT, 1951-2023

Glen Michael Lockett was an accomplished musician and a sharp-eyed, canny photographer. But lots of punks and freaks got familiar with his assumed professional identity SPOT in the 1980s, when he produced and engineered dozens of crucial punk records for SST and other labels. He died on March 4. At Dusted, we are sad, but also grateful for the important role he played in making so many records that opened our ears up wide: Saccharine Trust’s Pagan Icons, Minutemen’s What Makes a Man Start Fires?, Descendents’ Milo Goes to College, Husker Du’s New Day Rising, the Crucifucks’ first LP, Big Boys’ Lullabies Help the Brain Grow, the first two Meat Puppets albums, the first two Saint Vitus records and just about everything Black Flag ever recorded. The list could be a lot longer. We remember him here with a track from Zen Arcade, perhaps the most legendary recording session he worked on. Peace, SPOT.

[theaologies]

I am not crucifucking around y’all are gettin booped every time I see you