Unboxing the Past

While American Hardcore showed up on my radar in 1984. It wasn’t until 86′ when I old enough to trade in getting turned away at the gates of CBGB’s to actually getting in and participating. While my earliest shows there included the likes of 7 Seconds, Jodie Fosters Army and Blast. It was the local bands I felt most closely aligned will. As I had gone from trips to Manhattan’s Tower Records and Bleeker Bob’s to seek out records from acts such as the Circle Jerks, Black Flag and The Dead Kennedy’s as early as 84′. It wasn’t until my first visits to nearby Some Records that I really found out what was happening in my ever expanding back yard. Those early trips to Duane’s basement refuge allowed me to get to know the bands and people involved in what was a very communal scene. One of the bands I caught on to early on was the N.Y. Hoods. The Hoods, along with a handful of bands like Krakdown, Side By Side, Sick of it All and Token Entry filled my ears while guiding me on a course I’d follow for years to come.

N.Y. Hoods (1 of 1)

Years later I would sell all my original demo cassettes and first pressings on Ebay. While the monetary returns seem great at the time. The regret I would later feel, far outweighed my choice to sell. Years later, the demo was reissued as a 7′ inch EP, but in all honesty. The reissue could never replace the feeling that little cassette tape gave me. That was until my neighbor and friend knocked on the door. Once again bringing me a blast from our shared past. And while the reels may never again scream out “Mirrors of Reality”. The image itself will allow me to have tangible evidence of a part of my past I am still very fond of. Here’s to the next knock on my door. J.D. 

N.Y. Hoods Lyrics (1 of 1)

A Conversation Sparks a Shirt

500x500A few months in to my moving to my current home. I was invited out to lunch at a nearby gallery by one of the neighbors who lives down at the opposite side of the hall. During that hour + luncheon. I met several other people from, yes, the same floor of this building. During that friendly get to know the conversation covered a wide array of topics which included both work and play. Snowboarding turned to Surfing and Surfing turned to Skateboarding. While I was never very good at either. Skateboarding was a particularly important interest of mine and a major part of my initiation in to the HXC lifestyle. I mention skating the pyramids outside Astoria, Queens’   Con Edison building and meeting some of the members of a band that would soon become a major influence on my musical tastes and spark my love for the more positive Hardcore bands. The simple mention of the pyramids and the band name Token Entry raised the eyebrow of one of the neighbors present. Quickly sharing that he too skated the pyramids, listened to Token Entry and spent much of his teen years involved in the Hardcore scene.

IMG_1515Needless to say, common interests were found. A few hours later, back home and still appreciative of the new relationships I had established that day. There was a knock on my door.        There standing on the other side was the gentleman I had met just hours before with a smile on his face and a 1988 Token Entry Tour Shirt in his hands. “I just came across this and thought you would like to have it.” Our friendship cemented as there have been countless walks down the hall and knocks on the door. As grateful as I am for the selfless and thoughtful gift, It’s the connection and friendship made through common interest such as music that reminds me of how music still serves as conductor or, if you will, third rail. Thanks Kev. J.D.