Text by Nancy “Suzy Q” Foster / FFanzeen fanzine, 1981
Introduction © Robert Barry Francos / FFanzeen blog, 2017
Images from the Internet
This article was originally printed in FFanzeen, issue
#7, dated 1981. It was written by a woman of many names; back then she was
Nancy Foster, or Nancy New Age, or Suzy Q. Today she goes by Nancy Neon.
Nancy grew up in Greensboro, NC. Even at a young age, she was a dedicated
fan of music, and was an early member and President of the North Carolina Wayne
Country Fan Club. When I met her in the late 1970s, she was running her own
fanzine, New Age, before moving to New York City where we
would oft meet up and attend shows at CBGB’s, and especially Max’s Kansas City.
These days, Nancy calls Boston home, where she occasionally runs and books shows.
After a brief stint returning to NC in the early ‘80s, Nancy wanted to move
back to New York, and I had the pleasure (not sarcasm) to drive down to
Greensboro from Brooklyn, and spend a week there, before bringing her to the Rusty
Apple. I had the opportunity to meet some of the people mentioned in this
article, including Molly Polly Sexual, and others such as musician Lynn Blakey.
We often hung out at a now-gone club called Friday’s, where the bands
ranged from amazing, to Talking Head wannabes. But the scene was actually quite
vibrant, and these groups are the focus of this article. – RBF, 2017
Mike and Ron of Butchwax |
BUTCHWAX:
My first memory of
Butchwax was walking into Friday’s (the Max’s Kansas City of Greensboro) in
September and hearing the real neat lead guitarist, Mike Dupree, singing Johnny
Thunders’ “You Can’t Put Your Arm Around a Memory.” Instant love. If this can
happen in Greensboring [sic], North
Carolina, then there’s hope for the whole world, right?
Butchwax does rave-up
versions of songs by the Dolls, Heartbreakers, Pistols, Cochran, Jayne County,
the Angels, Shangri-Las, plus a whole set of great originals, like “Borderline,
“ “Looking for an X,” and especially the pop masterpiece, “Innocence.”
In addition to Mike,
who drums “Baby Talk,” “Chinese Rocks,” and the such at 78 rpm, and makes all
the go-go dancers strip their gears, there’s Ritchie Clerk, a real bitch of a
bass player who makes an art out of abusing the fans; Ron “Butch Modern” Taylor,
a consummate rock’n’roll songwriter (thief?) and screamer who gets extra points
for being the editor of the fab fanzine Modern
World; and then there’s Mike Dupree, the lead player.
An extra added
attraction/distraction is the gorgeous blonde rock'n’roll Jezebel, Polly
Sexual, who distills her own absinthe, gets intoxicated on French symbolist
literature, and dances with Arthur Rimbaud in the poppy fields. She sings lead
vocals on “My Boyfriend’s Back,” “Jeepster,” etc., and does a lot of hip
shaking and heartbreaking.
I’m counting the days
until I can get rocked/racked by Butchwax-mania again. Till then, this
interview, done December 20, 1980, after their set at Friday’s, will have to
do.
Mike Dupree: The last
interview we did, I answered every question with “I’m hungry!”
FFanzeen: Are you hungry now? Where do you like to eat after
the show? IHOP?
Mike: I like to go to
my friend’s house and eat spaghetti at three o’clock in the morning.
Ron: Is there a Dave’s
Diner around?
Mike: We stopped at
this place between Asheboro and Silver City called Dave’s Diner. It was
fantastic! Are you recording this?
FFanzeen: Yes. When did the group first get together?
Mike: Late 1976.
First, it was Ron and Nick (Nasty), this guy we worked with. Then I started
playing with them, too. Then, we got a whole bunch of weird drummers who played
boxes instead of drums – whatever we had available. Our first drummer was
pretty good, but we couldn’t get along with him because he was an asshole.
FFanzeen: Are you all from North Carolina?
Mike: Ritchie was
born in Alabama, but he’s from Atlanta.
Ron: Mike’s from Tarboro.
Mike: No, (Ron’s)
from Little Washington, and I’m from Raleigh.
FFanzeen: Who are your musical influences as a guitar player?
That’s obvious, though.
Mike: Johnny
Thunders, Steve Jones, Eddie Cochran, and Chuck Berry.
Fan 1: You guys were
fantastic. Please shake my hand?
FFanzeen: Love, peace, and soul! [laughter] This is a crazy
question: Isn’t playing hardcore rock’n’roll in North Carolina like being a
martyr?
Mike: Here’s a Butch
Modern quote: “Nobody who was hardcore in rock’n’roll every made money. Period.”
Malcolm Rivera (Butchwax Manager): You’d better ask
more questions or they’ll smash your tape recorder.
FFanzeen: I’m gonna leave!
Fan 2: I could sell
that tape recorder and replace some of the money I spent on drugs.
FFanzeen: A pal of mine said if he lived in Greensboring
[sic], he’d have to become a sex pervert or junkie. Are you sex perverts and/or
junkies?
Mike: I’m not a
junkie…yet.
FFanzeen: An apprentice junkie. How
hard is it to get smack in North Carolina [the crowd begins yelling and cursing
about the lack of previously mentioned brain damage]?
Mike: It’s hard to
get good stuff.
Fan 3: You know, I’m
in love with Johnny Thunders.
Fan 4: He can’t fuck
anymore. Who wants him?
Ron: I hear Little
Washington is the place to get it.
FFanzeen: What, drugs or Johnny Thunders? What do you think
about when you’re onstage?
Mike: Usually the
little girls in the audience.
Ron: Yeah, the girls
with the long legs!
FFanzeen: Describe your ideal girl.
Mike: Between 16 and
40. Between 5- and 6-foot tall. Between 90 and 130 pounds. She has to have
either blonde, red, brown or black hair…
FFanzeen: Tell me your idea of a dream date.
Ron: Amanda Lear [artist/singer-songwriter/actress/model from
France – RBF, 2017]
Mike: I don’t think I
can answer that.
Ron: Brenda Lee at
15.
FFanzeen: What’s your favorite disease?
Ron: Anorexia nervosa;
herpes simplex.
FFanzeen: Has the audience ever become violent other than tonight?
[People were getting thrown across the dance floor – NF, 1981.]
Mike: You should’ve
seen ‘em in Charlotte. Two guys kept being thrown onstage. One got thrown into
Ron and almost knocked Ron into the drums. One guy was standing up front with
his fingers up his nose, (then) holding his finger up to me.
FFanzeen: When and why did you start doing your fanzine, Modern World?
Ron: Right out of
boredom. The first issue was supposed to come out in October of 1978, but never
came out until June of 1979.
FFanzeen: That’s the story of publishing fanzines. I’ve been doing
it over five years, so I know. How much money have you lost so far? [laughter]
Ron: About 3- or 400
dollars.
Mike: Most of them were
given away instead of bought.
FFanzeen: Is your manager trying to book you in New York
City?
Ron: We’re not sure
that he’s doing anything.
Mike: Richmond, then
D.C., then maybe New York City after that.
FFanzeen: Where’s the farthest you’ve traveled to do a show?
Mike: Charlotte
Fan 6: Y’all made 160?
They had a redneck band that played here and made 700!
FFanzeen: Which was the first record that got you interesting
in rock’n’roll?
Ron: Meet the Beatles. I listened to my
parent’s C&W records, like Hank Snow’s Movin’
On. The first record I remember getting excited about was “Baby Sit and
Boogie,” by Buzz Clifford. [laughter]
FFanzeen: What’s your fave song to perform?
Ron: One of our own,
but it varies as to which one.
FFanzeen: I love “Innocence.” That should be a single.
Ron: When it goes
well.
Mike: “Chatterbox” is
the most fun for me to play.
FFanzeen: Have you done any recording? Any plans for a
single?
Ron: We’ve had plans
for a single before we completed the group!
FFanzeen: Who do you think is the best dresser in rock’n’roll?
Mike: Wendy Williams.
Ron: Eno.
FFanzeen: What kind of groupie do you attract?
Mike: Do we attract
girl fans? I thought we attracted guys!
Ron: When we get one, we’ll let you know.
FFanzeen: How would you describe your following?
Ron: Nonexistent.
Mike: Small.
FFanzeen: Who do you think is better – Th’Cigaretz or
Butchwax?
Ron: We are.
Mike: Even Flipside said that. I doubt Mouth of the Rat would agree with that.
They said Th’Cigaretz are North Carolina’s answer to God.
Ron: We’re North
Carolina’s answer to Satan.
FFanzeen: If you could invite anyone in the whole wide world
to dinner, who would it be?
Fan 5: Iggy Pop!
Ron: The Shangri-Las
Mike: I’m still
trying to think of the girl I’d most like to have for dinner.
Ron: The girl with
the longest legs.
FFanzeen: What three things would you take to a desert
island?
Mike: Heroin, coke,
and pot.
FFanzeen: No girl? Just drugs?
Mike: Well, you said things. Are girls things?
FFanzeen: Yeah!
Mike: Three girls,
then.
FFanzeen: The Shangri-Las.
Ron: The three girls
with the longest legs and the biggest tits.
* * *
CRASH LANDON & THE
KAMIKAZES:
It is Saturday
morning and I feel great, because I saw Crash Landon and the Kamikazes last
night.
When I heard they
were 14-16 year-old boys, I knew I would be there with bells on. There’s a soft
spot in my heart for underage rock'n’rollers. Something about living on pinball
and wet dreams really inspires ballsy, thrilling rock’n’roll that older guys
who have numbed their brains with too much drugs and mediocre sex cannot
muster.
The second they
started blasting their hardcore, purist rock’n’roll, the dance floor was packed
with bodies jerking in convulsions like they were rocked with tarantism. All of
the songs were riotous – the Rolling Stones’ “Fortune Teller,” the Monkees’ “Let’s
Dance On,” Syndicate of Sound’s “Little Girl,” rock’n’roll classics like “Money
(That’s What I Want)” and “Poison Ivy” (which was really humpy, like a mating
dance), plus great originals bursting with power.
It’s all teenage
dance/romance/sex anthems. “Let’s Dance On” was a rave. Most people find the
Monkees uncool, but you have to be really cool to know how cool the Monkees are. Crash Landon and the Kamikazes are ultra
cool!
“Little Girl” was
outrageous with the Byrds-like jangling, agitated guitar sounds. Plus, it’s a
great breakup up ain’t hard to do
song, which has special meaning for me, as I wiped my slate clean for 1981.
These guys are
fabulous and it’s really inspiring to see kids with their hearts and heads in
the right place – not into Billy Joel, Queen, etc. After their intense set, I
went outside (despite the cold and walking pneumonia), and began to praise the
group to the rhythm guitarist.
The first words out
of his mouth were, “Do you like the New York Dolls?” Sigh! Only to be 10 years younger!
I know I had found a kindred spirit. We talked about the Heartbreakers. His
name is John and he really digs Johnny Thunders. Merde! He must be all of 13 or
14 years old! [NOTE: Cult musician John Dexter
Romweber would go on to be the lead of the Flat Duo Jets, and have a
documentary made about him called Dexter Romweber: Two-Headed Cow (reviewed by me HERE). This may be the
first article published to ever mention any of his bands. Thank you, Nancy! –
RBF, 2017]
I told John that they
would do great at Max’s Kansas City, where the kids would shove the tables
aside and dance up a storm like that it did for the teenage group, Nastyfacts. Then I spent the rest of the night in a booth talking to the lead singer, who
told me more about psychedelic music than I have ever heard from any of my contemporaries.
These guys are the best.
They know and love their rock’n’roll and play it with incredible energy and enthusiasm.
They are the hottest things in North Carolina, along with Butchwax and the Orphans.
I hope they stay “crazy kids”/rock’n’roll teenagers forever!
* * *
THE ORPHANS:
The Orphans are proof
in the flesh that what I said about one-horse towns is true: that it is great
to live in Greensboro because it is so far behind the times that punk is still
new and fun. I am not ready for punk to be passé.
The Orphans are the only true punk band I have seen in North Carolina, except for
the short-lived Leeches, whose members (except me) were only doing it as a joke
on the easily shocked provincials.
Yet the Orphans mean
it, man! The difference between the Orphans and Crash Landon and the Kamikazes
is the difference between late ‘70s punk and ‘60s punk. The Kamikazes are more
old school-type rock’n’roll. Whereas, the Orphans play with that ‘70s punk
buzzsaw fervor and with teenage anguish in their lyrics.
At the Orphans’ gig,
I danced straight through three sets, except for one song, during which I was goo-gaaing at the group’s sartorial
finesse. At the end of the show, I was joshing with them, saying how another
local writer, Also Aswell and I were going to give them the “Best Dressed Band”
award.
The other guitarist
is the wildest, having an affinity for chasing into the walls, despite dressing
elegantly a la the Jam. The drummer
adds that emphatic punch and inspires a lot of headbanging. The Orphans made my
head spin from so much dancing and excitement. Mike’s guitar hits you right in
the guts (and lower – oops!). So
great it hurts: pleasure/pain.
They do covers of the
Sex Pistols, the Jam, Clash, Generation X, Undertones, Ramones, Dead Boys,
etc., but their originals, like “Boredom” and “TV” prove that they can write hardcore
rock’n’roll, as well as introducing punk classics to the unenlightened yokels. “I
Love You” is a beautiful heartthrob song with Mike singing in a gorgeous,
Anglo-style pop voice. The Orphans are from Charlotte, about 85 miles away, and
I have a feeling that I will be getting acquainted with Greyhound very soon.
I used to go to the Milestone and Friday's when I was 16 and saw both these bands and more. Thanks
ReplyDeleteScott, Thanks for reading and commenting! Which bands did you see because I wrote about three bands lol.
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