By Benjamin Leatherman
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Second, why didn't Bjorem let Costedio go once they were outdoors? Why push him against the pole and hold him there? Why not just toss him out and walk away?
And, finally, although I didn't see Costedio hit Newton, several other people said he did. So again, for ease of discussion, let's just say he popped Newton one. From the way Costedio was treated, I'd call it at least justified retaliation, if not outright self-defense. A tight black shirt and a taste for violence are not a license for some jock who's seen Roadhouse one too many times to bully kids around.
Gibson's owner Matt Engstrom said recently that he didn't see any stage of the altercation between Costedio and his club's staff, so he couldn't comment. He said that he has instructed his bouncers to "discourage" moshing, but said, "I tell them to handle customers as lightly as possible." Engstrom said he planned to meet with all the bouncers who dealt with Costedio at the GVSB show to "rehash everything that happened."
The Walking Wound-ed
Talk about house parties. Olympia sonic destroyer Unwound blew the stage apart at its packed June 16 Boston's gig, then hung around the Valley an extra day to do a show in the living room of the Tempe house where they were crashing. Both nights, Unwound's visceral space punk exploded through the rooms. Its songs are dichromatic--feral but refined, aggressive but detached, tight but definitely unwound. The trio is nearing the end of a tour that started in March and took the group through nearly every country in continental Europe with Sonic Youth before returning to the States for a final blitz in support of their fifth album, Repetition. Revolver interviewed Vern (bass), Justin (vocals, guitar) and Sara (drums) over expensive beer (how nonpunk rock) and expansive quantities of cigarette smoke at Boston's shortly before they went on. The band's answers were characteristically curt. Here's an excerpt:
Revolver: Will Unwound stay on Kill Rock Stars (notable Olympia indie label) until death do you part?
Justin: Yeah, that's our directive. Our objective. One of those.
R: So you've known each other since you were kids, but when did you start playing together?
J: Vern and I have been playing together a long time. What, six years?
Vern: Yeah. We've known each other since third grade in Tumwater, one of three small communities that make up the Olympia minitropolis.
J: Tumwater High is a virtual breeding ground for rock talent. Eric from Subvert went there. Derek Martin from the Screaming Trees went there.
R: Where do you pull your songs from?
Sara: Who knows?
J: Couldn't tell ya.
V: We always write our songs at practice. If it sounds good, we keep doing it. If it doesn't sound good, we stop--fast.
J: It's like food, man. If it tastes good, keep eating it.
(Kill Rock Stars, 120 NE State Street, #418, Olympia, WA 98501)
Once upon a time, skateboarding was a renegade sport far removed from the world of big business. Airwalk shoes weren't sold in department stores, Calvin Klein didn't advertise in Transworld, and pro skaters didn't try to act in major motion pictures (seeing Jason Lee star opposite Shannen Doherty in Mall Rats felt like the seventh-sign apocalypse). "Skate Jams"--ritual parties of the skateboarding underground--used to consist of homemade ramps set up in parking lots where punk-rock garage bands hauled their amps to whip up a sonic fury while the best skaters in the area put their bodies on the line for the viewing pleasure of whomever showed up. Alas, corporate America long ago thrust its talons into skateboarding culture, so it was only a matter of time before skate jams were co-opted by The Man.
Witness the Warped Tour, a prepackaged skaterpalooza (emphasis on "looza") that stops at Desert Sky Pavilion on Thursday. The demos by pro skaters should be excellent, but the 14-group lineup of "skater bands" includes Pennywise, Lagwagon, NOFX (all prime examples of everything that has gone wrong with punk rock in the last three years), Unwritten Law, Fishbone, CIV and Rocket From the Crypt (all major-label/MTV bands that would have been jeered off the stage at a true mid-'80s SoCal skate jam). Throw in a few corporate-sponsored, interactive-media tents and the Warped Tour looks like the epitaph for a sport born of rebellion, independence and everything beautiful about escaping society and gravity. Save your $18 for college.
On a brighter note (literally), those extraterrestrial saviors of secret-agent surf rock Man . . . or Astroman? just released a seven inch on Estrus Records. Hot on the afterburners of their new album Experiment Zero comes The Sounds of Tomorrow, featuring two killer new tracks and one cut off that new LP, a cover of "Green-Blooded Love," originally performed by space-rock pioneers The Shatners. Picture Dick Dale doing variations on the Buck Rogers theme song, and you'll know what to expect from this band of oddballs. Astroman is scheduled to grace our quadrant with its presence with a show at Boston's on Saturday, July 20. Also worthy of investigation is the MoA? side project Servotron--same basic concept but in a purely electronic mode. Servotron just issued a seven inch on Sympathy for the Record Industry titled Meet Your Mechanical Makers. (Touch & Go, P.O. Box 25520, Chicago, IL 60625; Estrus Records, P.O. Box 2125, Bellingham, WA 98227; Sympathy for the Record Industry, 4450 California Place #303, Long Beach, CA 90807)