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Bolton Allnighter

Sat 28th January 2005

After arriving at around 9:00pm, to a minus 2 degree warehouse so I could pay to stay up all night and fall over, I saw a surprising turnout: It wasn’t that packed! Not a bad thing I hear you cry, more room to skate and makes it easier to see Rogie tearing the place apart. Speaking of which, he won the (extremely badly organised!) Game of Skate, no idea what he’s going to do with a Creme deck mind.

The night was filled with games and such, the favourite of mine being the long jump competition featuring the Leopard-skin queen herself, Rob Smith, (check pic) dressed, as the latter insult suggests, – a Leopard. After the fairly long starting distance was jumped by most, including Bones co-mogul Timmynastics, the stakes were raised so high is was just Rogie and Cat-boy left in the running, and ended with Rogie jumping a distance almost as long as the large pyramid, board to board, which I can tell you, is a feat and a half. 2-0 to Rogie. As time slipped into the wee hours of the morning, the morale was high even though the temperature was at an all time low (-6), and everyone was still skating.

Also around this time was the (late!) premiere of the rather splendid Satori vid, the review of which can be found here on this very site here. Because of the amount of knackered people sleeping/getting stoned, the product toss was pretty funny. 10 or so kids in the bowl scrambling over a board, two of which got chinned but in the end, a big bastard was victorious from holding strong and true onto his wood. Ahem. Told you it was late.

At around 3:00am, we received a short visit from the police, nothing too serious, we just thought there were noise complaints and skated on.

Then, quite a few of the more awake folk realised about the aforementioned potheads in the back, fully kitted out with a hash pipe, and that the Pulleece were heading there. *cue gulping*.

The 15 minute or so suspense ended when the Piglets..I mean, Coppers headed out the door without saying a word. Good stuff. Overall, a great allnighter, great skating and pretty much a great night. Next time I’m wrapping up warmer, mind.

Props to Crutch for being the generous hosts they are and giving out nuff proddy, and props to Ian and Tim for getting the thing organised, and props to everyone who went, all left with a tired smile on their face, even if it was a weed-induced smile.

PS: A handrail comp at 4:30 am where backlips and crooks go down is one of the best things I’ve seen in a long time. Mad props, kid!

Thanks,

Ginonix.

Links: www.bonesskatepark.com

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Global Assault Melbourne

Globe World Championships
10-11-12 Feb 06

Globe kicked off the 2006 skate contest circuit with their Global Assault which for the first time ever was broadcast live over the web to the entire planet. Skateboarding has officially hit the big time when you see the size of the course your favourite pros got to skate down under, and the number of screaming fans and groupies that lines the packed stadium bleachers. Next stop the Olympics..?

Kicking things off were the Girls Heats and finals. There is a clear divide in female skating today: On one side you have the ‘kickflip to fakie on the flatbank’ gang, and on the other side the girls have metaphorical big balls and skate like the boys. I won’t comment on the first group, but the elite few that qualify for the ballsy group are definitely worth watching. Right, Elissa Steamer won which is no great surprise, but she was under some serious competition by the likes of little Evelien Bouillart from Belgium. Evelien is coming up really fast and will sack herself on the rails if that’s what’s necessary to push the limits. No pussy footing here! Lauren Perkins stepped it up for third place, whilst last years hopefuls Amy Caron and Vanessa Torres placed further down. All that’s needs to be sorted now for the girls is bigger prize money, don’t you think?

There wasn’t so much of a vert comp as such at the Global Assault, but there was a fuck-off massive roll-in and quarter pipe! I don’t know how high things are going to get on vert in the future, but air miles must come into the equation somewhere. The vert best trick was a close call between Sandro Dias, Pierre Luc Gagnon and outsider Rob Lorifice. Sandro smacked out a huge judo 540, but Pierre Luc wouldn’t give up the first place, and in case anyone wanted to try him for it, he landed a caballerial varial heelflip! Rob made a name for himself by landing third with a lovely Misty Flip 540 a.k.a. the Rodeo. Now the men could be separated from the boys as the Highest Air comp got underway. I’m not knocking anyone here, but the veterans who learned from the school of Hosoi know what hangtime really means. In third place we had PLG (again!) with a 13ft air. Nice, but not as nice as seeing Jocke Olson nudge above him for 13ft 6 inches. Finally it was the new vertical sensation, Jake Brown, who sealed the deal with an astonishing 14 foot air straight up and out of the atmosphere- Call us when you get down, mate!

Right, now we can get down to business with the toughest discipline to judge- the street comp. The judges don’t get it easy by having to watch so much talent rip up such a massive course, so if you placed in the top5 you can call yourself a winner. Groups of skaters took their turns during the endless heats to battle it off with the rails and hips. This format was used last year and proved to work better as the skaters felt like they were taking part in a jam among other pros, instead of the focused stress and attention of a one man demo run. Being a truly Global event, there were riders from all over the world racing across the course, notably Ross McGouran from Great Britain and Danny Hamard from France- both qualified after winning different Wild Card Globe events. In the end, it was local talent Tommy Fynn and Chris Wood who wowed the judges and made the cut to the semi-finals. Despite being definite contenders for the future, the two Aussies couldn’t beat the best.

The final was really just a personal opinion as to who wins. The last 6 were as follows: Ronnie Creager, Greg Lutzka, Chris Cole, Rick McCrank, Nyjah Huston and Ryan Sheckler. Any one of those pros could have won, but in the end it was little Sheckler, who isn’t all that little anymore, and what he does lack in height, he gains in his ability to kill a flurry of obstacles. Even tiny Nyjah Huston, who trailed second, only fell on about two of the many tricks he pulled all weekend. If this is the future, then the veterans had better be ready for a beating!

Go to www.globe.tv for all the trimings and peep at Chris Cole at the comp here.

Ralph Lloyd-Davis
13/02/2006

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Features

Sex on the Slopes?

It’s that time of the year when we go from freezing cold weather to miserable wet days. Money is starting to appear again after the Xmas meltdown of your bank account and things are starting to look up.

The local indoor skatepark has not got the creativity to even organise a half decent event to bring everyone together, club nights have been done to death, the TV wreaks of rubbish programming and you have the horn!

Everything is a little dour, the winter has completely dominated your existance and you are fighting for a change of scenery and some fresh air to match. But will you go for sun, sea, surf and tight units sunning themselves on the beach?

Will you go for the option of amazing food freshly trickling down your gullet like never before and not out of the freezer for once? Or will you go and spend your hard earned cash on a weeks worth of carnage on the slopes where you bruise like an apple and sting like a bee on the dancefloor whilst guzzling down peach shnapps like never before until you puke?

The latter is a snowboard holiday, you know it will be the nuts, but where do you go?

Destination Unknown

Firstly choose your destination carefully, and always consider the quality of local produce. The USA boasts that they go bigger, which may be true of their waistlines, but for brains and personality the yanks don’t always come up to size. “Do they really speak English in England?” asked one chairlift flirt, in Mammoth, instantly destroying any urge for some post piste action. Mainland Europe is far more promising, especially if you go for passion, politics and poor personal hygiene. Also, look out for those suave Scandinavians- underneath that angelic exterior is a Viking bursting to pillage you (and the rest of resort.)

Bright Lights, Big City or Country House?

So you’ve chosen your country of residence; but will you base yourself in the temptations of a large ski town or choose a backcountry bachelor/ette pad? Latter resorts such as Livigno, Zermatt or Saas Fee could be perfect for some cosy small town romance. But, inbred alpine villages also limits where you sow your wild oats, leaving you to decide between cousin a or cousin b – and even then you may have to compete with their sheep.

If you want quantity not quality, the large European resorts such as Val D’Isere, Tahoe and Meribel guarantee fresh faces every week due to the high number of randy tourists but Tignes is still a Crossfire favourite as the Dragon Lodge caters for lots of skaters every year and is run by cool people. With extensive terrain to roam nightly, you’ve limitless bars to make a run at possible conquests. Then spend the rest of the week teaching them how to ride properly until changeover day, when the next set of freshies arrives for you to play with.

Pimp Rock Palace

But before you can go looking for potential sliding partners, you need to find yourself a suitable first base. Thankfully typical accommodation has moved on from the small hole in the attic, with just a mattress, cockroaches and mould for company. And despite most beds in resort now owned by the big holiday companies, you can still weasel out a plush pad to impress possible mates. You won’t be able to get anything as bling as ‘The Block’ in Tahoe or the Rider’s Palace in Laax for a season, but companies such as Seasonaires, Planet SubZero and Alpine Elements can organise a roof over your head, liftpass, food and more reasonably – leaving you more time to work on your lines.

But be prepared, as most accommodation means bunk beds so watch out for low ceilings. No one likes to get knocked out halfway through riding the pipe. Also, although you may be sharing a small space with another six sweaty shredders, try to keep things clean. Befriending a chalet assistant helps, as you can then persuade them to clean your bed linen – dirty sheets won’t make anyone act the same between them.

Rhythm and Stealth

So you know where you’re going to park your love nest but when’s the best time to go? If you can’t do a full season some forward planning is essential; so look out for any upcoming snowboard comps or events in your chosen resort. DJs, bands, media and groupies could also be in town looking for action, ready to provide some welcome variety and a window back into the real world.

It’s not credible, classy, or actually about snowboarding, but the annual end of season Snowbombing in Mayrhofen, Austria, guarantees some up for it action – even for one night. This years entertainment includes 2manydjs, Audio Bullys, Roni Size, The Cuban Brothers, DJ Yoda , Bez and parties hosted by Bugged Out!, Warp Records, Finger lickin’ Records and many more.

Home Sweet Home

But remember – home will be a long way off. Dropping out of mainstream society for a couple of weeks maybe one long idyllic haze, free from responsibility and reality, but always remember that you can’t get away with everything and just because you are on holiday, the same rules still apply. You may want to share the love, but be safe and when it’s time to come home, just don’t get caught carrying any unwanted souvenirs!

Gemma Freeman

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Skateboarding

It’s that time of the year when we go from freezing cold weather to miserable wet days. Money is starting to appear again after the Xmas meltdown of your bank account and things are starting to look up.

The local indoor skatepark has not got the creativity to even organise a half decent event to bring everyone together, club nights have been done to death, the TV wreaks of rubbish programming and you have the horn!

Everything is a little dour, the winter has completely dominated your existance and you are fighting for a change of scenery and some fresh air to match. But will you go for sun, sea, surf and tight units sunning themselves on the beach?

Will you go for the option of amazing food freshly trickling down your gullet like never before and not out of the freezer for once? Or will you go and spend your hard earned cash on a weeks worth of carnage on the slopes where you bruise like an apple and sting like a bee on the dancefloor whilst guzzling down peach shnapps like never before until you puke?

The latter is a snowboard holiday, you know it will be the nuts, but where do you go?

Destination Unknown

Firstly choose your destination carefully, and always consider the quality of local produce. The USA boasts that they go bigger, which may be true of their waistlines, but for brains and personality the yanks don’t always come up to size. “Do they really speak English in England?” asked one chairlift flirt, in Mammoth, instantly destroying any urge for some post piste action. Mainland Europe is far more promising, especially if you go for passion, politics and poor personal hygiene. Also, look out for those suave Scandinavians- underneath that angelic exterior is a Viking bursting to pillage you (and the rest of resort.)

Bright Lights, Big City or Country House?

So you’ve chosen your country of residence; but will you base yourself in the temptations of a large ski town or choose a backcountry bachelor/ette pad? Latter resorts such as Livigno, Zermatt or Saas Fee could be perfect for some cosy small town romance. But, inbred alpine villages also limits where you sow your wild oats, leaving you to decide between cousin a or cousin b – and even then you may have to compete with their sheep.

If you want quantity not quality, the large European resorts such as Val D’Isere, Tahoe and Meribel guarantee fresh faces every week due to the high number of randy tourists but Tignes is still a Crossfire favourite as the Dragon Lodge caters for lots of skaters every year and is run by cool people. With extensive terrain to roam nightly, you’ve limitless bars to make a run at possible conquests. Then spend the rest of the week teaching them how to ride properly until changeover day, when the next set of freshies arrives for you to play with.

Pimp Rock Palace

But before you can go looking for potential sliding partners, you need to find yourself a suitable first base. Thankfully typical accommodation has moved on from the small hole in the attic, with just a mattress, cockroaches and mould for company. And despite most beds in resort now owned by the big holiday companies, you can still weasel out a plush pad to impress possible mates. You won’t be able to get anything as bling as ‘The Block’ in Tahoe or the Rider’s Palace in Laax for a season, but companies such as Seasonaires, Planet SubZero and Alpine Elements can organise a roof over your head, liftpass, food and more reasonably – leaving you more time to work on your lines.

But be prepared, as most accommodation means bunk beds so watch out for low ceilings. No one likes to get knocked out halfway through riding the pipe. Also, although you may be sharing a small space with another six sweaty shredders, try to keep things clean. Befriending a chalet assistant helps, as you can then persuade them to clean your bed linen – dirty sheets won’t make anyone act the same between them.

Rhythm and Stealth

So you know where you’re going to park your love nest but when’s the best time to go? If you can’t do a full season some forward planning is essential; so look out for any upcoming snowboard comps or events in your chosen resort. DJs, bands, media and groupies could also be in town looking for action, ready to provide some welcome variety and a window back into the real world.

It’s not credible, classy, or actually about snowboarding, but the annual end of season Snowbombing in Mayrhofen, Austria, guarantees some up for it action – even for one night. While if it’s dedication and core you’re looking for – not just muscle groups – Laax, Switzerland could be perfect, as it hosts both the Burton European Open and the Brits and is rammed with riders looking to be the next big thing – not just in the competition. This years entertainment includes 2manydjs, Audio Bullys, Roni Size, The Cuban Brothers, DJ Yoda , Bez and parties hosted by Bugged Out!, Warp Records, Finger lickin’ Records and many more.

Home Sweet Home

But remember – home will be a long way off. Dropping out of mainstream society for a couple of weeks maybe one long idyllic haze, free from responsibility and reality, but always remember that you can’t get away with everything and just because you are on holiday, the same rules still apply. You may want to share the love, but be safe and when it’s time to come home, just don’t get caught carrying any unwanted souvenirs!

Gemma Freeman

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Crossfire Launches Podcasts…

Podcasting is here...

Crossfire can now be beamed directly into your computer from here at HQ. For those in the know, click here for the radio podcast and click here for the trick of the week podcast.

If you are new to this podcast malarkey and want to know exactly how to get this stuff into your pocket, then, take a look here… for a step by step guide.

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Live Reviews

Atmosphere

Brother Ali
Scala
09/02/06

Going to see your favourite group is always great fun, but sometimes you get that nagging doubt in your gut that maybe they won’t be able to live up to your expectations, and you get a little apprehensive about the whole thing.

Well Atmosphere, and their support, Brother Ali grabbed that apprehension, kicked the shit out of it, tied it up and cemented it under a patio at the Scala, delivering the greatest show I’ve ever been to in my life.

After his DJ BK One‘s groove-ridden warm up set was over, Ali strolled on stage in shirt and baggy jeans and a smile on his face. Those that knew of the albino MC went crazy immediately and it only took those who didn’t know about him beforehand about 30 seconds to follow suit as he ripped into his set rapping over a selection of random beats before launching into Room With A View and then spilling a new track, which instructed the crowd to Listen Up. Ali’s beats, produced by Atmosphere’s Ant, are always feel good on record and the live show only reinforced that, as the happy summery melodies floated around the venue gliding around the crowd who swayed from side to side in approval, especially during Self Taught.

The remix of Champion, from his last EP blew the roof off, even with Lil’ Kim’s last beat starting if off, but it was Forest Whitiker, the ultimate feel good tune, which surpassed everything else from his set. He flowed over the organ, explaining that even though people might think he looks weird, when he looks in the mirror he sees “sexy ass me”, and had the entire crowd in the palm of his hand as the chorus of la’s echoed around him. Another one of his pretty tracks followed in the form of Rain Water, before he hit us with a spoken word piece about how beautiful his son is, which was so unerringly heartfelt that no-one in the crowd could have not felt something special about the words.

He finished off his set with two bangers, Bitchslap and Star Quality before knocking out a beatbox which had every head in the house nodding. It was as good as set as you could ever hope for from a support act, and it was made all the more great by his admission that after only 7 minutes, he’d already decided he wanted to come back here soon.

So then it was time for the main event, and it was started with the band, who were playing live in place of a DJ, taking up their instruments signalling the arrival of frontman Slug, complete with parka and furry hood to take the stage. The acoustic Always Coming Back Home To You seemed an odd opener, as it was usually saved for the final number but it fitted perfectly, as if he were letting us know that he was glad to be back in London after 2 years away. That immediately leaned into the unmistakable bassline of Party For The Fight To Write which was sung aloud by almost the entire front 5 rows, which seemed to be made up completely of hardcore Atmosphere fans.

Slug might have been knackered after a gruelling American tour at the end of last year and a whirlwind tour of Europe already this year, but he didn’t let it show as his energy bounded all over the place, and when the awe-inspiring afro’d keyboard player start to play the intro to God Loves Ugly, arguably their most loved song, Slug took it to another level, spitting out the words, giving it as much personality as he could and carried it on through Lovelife and the superb non-album track The Abusing Of The Rib, depicting a relationship with someone addicted to drugs.

From old to new and he fell into Pour Me Another from their last album, lamenting the fact that people have to turn to booze to get his mind away from all the problems in front of them. The applause for the awesome rendition of the track only subsided because of the cheering for the introduction of The Woman With The Tattooed Hands, a which sets imaginations running wild and hormonal boys blushing. After Between The Lines, Slug threw off his hoodie and revealed a Murs t-shirt advertising the Mickey Murs Club and asked the crowd if anyone knew of Murs and Felt [the duo of Slug and Murs] which was receieved with a huge “YES”, allowing Slug to begin Morris Day from Felt’s second album and continuing into Say Hey There, which allowed the band to showcase their talents by giving them a chance to take the ending of the song into their own territory as Slug got a breather.

The biggest shock of the setlist followed though with the inclusion of a song I never thought I’d hear live – God’s Bathroom Floor. This track really allowed the old school heads to enjoy the moment as a group of us sang along amidst fluttering stomachs and delirious smiles, whilst Slug told us he had a date with divinity but she wouldn’t let him fuck. Touching track Little Man came afterwards before arguably the best track of the night, a heavy guitar-led Shrapnel, closed the set. The crowd’s energy went from top gear to a level only NASA would be able to understand as the crunching guitars threw their weight over the chorus signalling Slug’s departure.

The encore came almost immediately after, with Slug returning and telling the crowd it was time for that one song that every band has, that the band themselves hate but everyone in the crowd seems to love more than any other, and proceeded to belt out Trying To Find A Balance, the track which first got them any kind of recognition in the non-hip hop world. To finish off, Brother Ali bounded back on stage, his red face ready to suck every last drop of sweat out of the crowd as the booming Cats Van Bags cracked itself onto the heads of everyone in the venue.

So, when you get two of the best acts in the hip hop underground, a live band who can mix it up better than most guitar bands and a crowd that were baying for more even after over and hour and a half of the main set, you end up with a show so full of character, talent and moreover, fun that you couldn’t help but sit back and admire just how much hip hop brings people together. Rhymesayers aren’t just the best in the Twin Cities, they’re now officially the kings of the world.

Take a mosey to www.rhymesayers.com for all the latest news from the label.

Abjekt

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Skateboarding News

Islington Skatepark – Support Jam this week.

We were recently contacted by a guy called Noel Headon at Islington council who has a big passion to get a skatepark built in Islington, North London.

Over the next few months local jams will be planned in the borough so that the council can prove that the area needs a park built and knowing that Cantelowes Park in Camden is out of action right now as it goes under the knife, the neighbouring borough are drafting their plans for a park and need your support.

So various events are planned on the dates below where Islington have teamed up with ‘Urban Ramps’ who’ll be bringin’ several bits of kit into the local parks. The purpose of these two and three day events is to ‘find out if there is a need for a skate park in Islington‘.

It goes without saying that the more people that show up, the more evidence there will be of a real demand for a skate park in Islington. Just about every borough has one now – some have two! – so if you live in area, get down there and support it.

First event:

Date: Thursday 16th & Friday 17th Feb. Whittington Park, N19.
Times: 10am – 4pm ish.
Tube: Archway
Train: Upper holloway
Buses: 17, 41, 43, 134, 143, 210, 263, 271, 390, C11, W5… so there’s a few!
What is there to skate? 5ft mini ramp.

The first event has the mini ramp only, but the other events will have a mini ramp and a street course… but you need to show your support at the first one as the more people the better for everyone.

Then the other events:
Elthorne Park N19 : 8-10th April
Bingfield Park: N1 27-29th May
Highbury Fields: N5 29-31st July

Various London pro riders have already pledged their support for the events, get down there to watch a damn good session.

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Interviews

Ben Myers Interview

Ben Myers is something of an enigma.

Part author, part journalist and part label boss, he filters through the shadows of the music world, interviewing some of the biggest names in rock, enjoying critical success as a band biographer and still finds time to write novels and runs Captains of Industry, the people’s champion of indy labels, with a fast growing stable of bands to boot.

Comparisons to Hunter S Thompson have been bandied about, as well as rumours involving Jack Osbourne and a gun, and so before disappearing into hiding to finish his latest biography, on System of a Down, Ben took some time out to lay his cards on the table.

You’re a total jack of all trades – writer, music journalist, running a record label and a well known face in the London music world – how the hell do you juggle everything without losing the plot?

I think I’d get bored doing one thing, and as some close friends could surely confirm, do frequently lose the plot and flee the city. But it’s all good. I work from home and work for a minimum of eight or nine hours a day, dividing my time between writing and runnin! g the label. Also, I gave up drinking and found I could be a lot more productive without hangovers. So now it’s all about caffeine and marijuana – for medicinal purposes, you understand. The weird thing is, I’m inspired by the work ethic of straight-edge types, like Rollins and Ian MacKayepeople whose artistic and business endeavours are all-consuming – part of who they are. I think once you resign yourself to poverty for the foreseeable future, it opens up a whole new approach – living for yourself, scraping by and doing what you want to. You’d be surprised by the number of successful writers and rock stars who are in debt up to their eyeballs in order to create.

Which part of your life do you enjoy more, the writing, journalism or record label…and how did you end up working for News of The World?

Writing fiction is my main interest and I’ve been doing it most days since I was ten, or certainly regularly for the past few years when I retired from office life at the age of 23. It wasn’t for me, taking orders and helping other people get rich. No doubt I’ll have to get a job someday, but it won’t be today. Everyone should try their hand at writing – it can be good therapy and a good way to get to know yourself. Writing is freedom. Read Charles Bukowski or Henry Miller at 16 and your life will never be the same again. But music is such a large part of my life I can’t do one without the other. When we set up Captains of Industry three years ago we never imagined we’d make so many new friends, discuss so many ideas and feel like we’re part of something self-created. I’m also lucky in that I get a lot of free music sent to me, something I never take for granted. If I didn’t I’d have to become a shoplifter and its awfully hard these days.

As a teenager I did a few weeks work at News Of The World, and was sent undercover for them to infiltrate a suspected paedophile ring in East London.

The main thing I learnt though was, while the freedom of the press in the UK is a wonderful thing, the people who run the tabloids are cunts. They’re not writers. I refuse to buy their dirty rags for all the hate they spread. They continually perpetuate racist and xenophobic ideologies and I want no part of it. The power they wield over people who can’t be bothered to think themselves is alarming. Fuck them all. And fuck the celebrity-obsessed masses for being so subservient to false dreams. I have a novel written called Celebricide which will be the nail in the coffin of this vacuous age of famous non-entities. If I can just get it finished…

How did you get involved with writing for music magazines? What publications do you actually respect and read?

I forced my winning personality on the good people of Melody Maker (RIP) until they had to relent and give me a job. I got lucky, because I clearly could barely string a sentence together at that point, but my shoes were pretty good. Infact, the day I left college they offered me a full-time job. Yes. I did a little sex wee that day.

The best reads today, I think, are Plan B and Loose Lips Sink Ships. DrownedInSound and Playlouder are the two best music websites and are great at discovering new bands. www.3ammagazine.com is great for literature and music too. Kerrang! still has metal and punk at its beating heart and is run by people who live it. The notion that rock journalists are on the payroll of the big companies just isn’t true. I should know – I’ve been waiting for someone to try and bribe me for years, but it just doesn’t happen. I enjoy writing for Kerrang! and you couldn’t hope to meet a nicer motley bunch of freaks. Rock Sound is also a well-maintained mainstream music magazine, also run by genuine lovers of music with an understanding of what it is to be a fan of The Rock. I also saw a couple of good new mags recently, Kruger and Nude. Plus, The Idler is good, in a noncey Grouch Club type way.

You’ve spent time with some legendary bands/artists – who’s been your favourite subject? And the hardest interview subject?

I suppose my favourite interviews have been with people who have significantly impacted modern culture, whether that’s Chuck D, Slash or System of A Down, or people like Hanif Kurieshi or film-maker Danny Boyle. The biggest bands are usually professional, courteous and like hearing their own voices, so you just have to learn to nod at the right times and smile at their nuggets of wisdom. The hardest bands to interview are usually the smaller ones who’ve had smoke blown up their arses by their record companies; ‘nu metal’ produced a fair few of those. Total numpties. I once had a run in with Goldie, which was pretty unpleasant and turned a little nasty. It’s good to see he’s doing so well now though…

Rivers from Weezer was a complete nightmare to interview. I flew to LA for 36 hours and he said ‘Yes’ and ‘No’ to every question, then got a bit pissy when, after twenty minutes, I stood up and told him I was going home. He had nothing to say. And years ago a band called Jonathan Fire*Eater (now The Walkmen) were spoilt little brats, which was a shame because I was and still am a fan. I didn’t lose any sleep over it though. In fact, I slept very well that night.

Matt Bellamy – guitar genius or self indulgent soloist?

Neither. But he is a pretty amazing songwriter and, the few times I’ve met him, a pretty engaging individual. Funny nostrils though…

The Book of Fuck – autobiographical? What were your main influences when writing it? How do you feel about the comparisons to Hunter S Thompson?

The Book Of Fuck was a snapshot of my life at the time – living in a sub-zero squat, a Northern boy in the city, struggling to make ends meet, drinking and drugging, involved in a tumultuous but highly pleasurable relationship, travellin! g around with bands, having the time of my life but also addled with worry and doubt. In fact, I’ve just described my life now. Nothing changes. But I did make up some situations and characters, because you can’t give your whole life away too soon.

Being compared to HST was very flattering. I was more inspired by a gentler, more poetic writer called Richard Brautigan, whose style I appropriated heavily, plus tonnes of others like Bukowski, Miller, Billy Childish, John and Dan Fante, Knut Hamsun, Bret Easton Ellis, Jack London, Jean Genet and Jim Carroll, who wrote The Basketball Diaries. If you can find a writer who speaks to you or for you, you have a friend for life – and without the obligations a usual friendship demands. Everyone’s a winner.

Captains of Industry – How did you get involved with that? What were the main catalysts in starting your own label? What’s your mission statement for the label?

Captains Of Industry was started in 2002 and is run by myself, my brother Rich and our pal Lee. Those two are up based up North and I’m slumming it with oiks in London. Between us we cover all bases and play to our strengths. Like, I know nothing about business, finance and economics but fortunately Rich does so that takes care of that. Lee is a design whiz and excellent drunk. Plus, we have no office, no official label stationary or any of that superfluous expenses that labels indulge in in order to look good. We exist only via a network of laptops and phonecalls, all overseen by the mysterious fourth Captain, Gary, something of an enigma and technical wizard.

We started the label for the same reason most people do – to release some cool new bands we’d heard. But we also plan on turning this into a cultural force and revolution of sorts – like some of the great art/political movements that have gone before, like the Futurists of the 1920s who shocked people into thinking in new ways via visceral noise and confrontational art. Our mission statement was to DESTROY and CREATE. Destroy the old methods and practices and create within a new landscape of idealism, naivete and discontent. A label is only as good as its bands and we have some right fucking mentalists on our roster, all of them easy to work with, all pro-active, all great in bed. We have a long way to go but the acorn is already sprouting into a sturdy oak. If we can keep afloat for a few more years, we should be in Number 10 by 2020. We’ll remove the front door and invite everyone round for a party, with fruit punch and dancing. Then we’ll install a number of Prime Ministers – black, white, gay, straight, young, old – so they can be in several places at once, that way the problems of the world will be sorted out so much quickly. Naturally, Bush will have to go, but he seems to be doing a good job of that himself. We like to think our limited edition punk rock releases are giving him a nudge. We like to think that, but it’s clearly not true.

Then we’ll all go to a Gay For Johnny Depp show and get wreckless.

So really, on paper we’re a record label, but in our hearts we’re cultural revolutionaries flying the flag for freedom and libertinarism. Currently the flag is flapping at half-mast but what the fuck, we’re free. Like, I said, naiveitie and romance is at the heart of what we! do. We’re idiots, basically.

What do think of the state of UK music scene at the moment?

I think large sections of it are trend-driven, but that’s OK. It’s fertile. Having spent time in LA, New York etc I can safely say that the UK truly does have the best music scene / industry / press / radio in the world, even if there are lot of shady Simon Cowell figures running it all. We should remember that whenever we’re grumbling. Some countries don’t even have electricity.

Hell is For Heroes were signed to Captains of, after being dropped by EMI, and as a result their second album was a huge step forward for them. Do you think majors constrict band’s creativity? And what can an indy offer that a major can’t?

The whole indie versus major argument is an on-going one, but is of little importance unless you’re prepared to change it, or get involved in some way. The only thing an indie can offer is a closer working relationship with their bands and greater artistic control, but that’s not much use without the finances to make it all happen. I know lots of folk at major record companies and most of them are nice people doing good work, some of them are friends, though as pan-international companies they do have a totally different mentality – profit above all else. We at Captains Of Industry believe in art above all else and as such we’re extremely skint. But we’re still here….still living the dream, baby.

Hell Is for Heroes have conducted themselves impeccably and are now signed to the rather super Burning Heart Records. Will still does the best windmill moves when playing guitar and Justin still performs like a kamikaze pilot; we love them and wish them luck. They’re leading by example, doing what they want to do.

What’s this rumour about you, Marilyn Manson and a marmoset?

There was no penetration.

Lastly anything to say to the readers of Crossfire…

Zac Crossfire and James Sherry are the punkest people in London. Peace and fucking…believe! Thanks Dee – it has been a pleasure!

Check out the new website and forums on www.captainsof.com for free album downloads, every month, for everyone! Also check out www.benmyers.com for all your Ben Myers’ needs!

Dee Massey

Categories
Indie Show

February 2006

DJ Zac Slack brings you the latest indie tracks from the UK and across the pond whilst being bugged by a small child.

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February Playlist:

1. Thunderbirds Are Now! – (Aquatic Cupid’s) Harpoons of love – French Kiss
2. The Strokes – Juicebox – Rough Trade
3. Arctic Monkeys – The View From The Afternoon – Domino
4. Death From Above 1979 – Romantic Rights – Sound Virus
5. Les Savy Fav – We’ll Make A Lover Of You – French Kiss
6. Brakes – I Can’t Stand to Stand Beside You – Rough Trade
7. Belle and Sebastian – Funny Little Frog – Rough Trade
8. Editors – Munich – BMG
9. Mogwai – Friend of the Night – PIAS
10. The Arcade Fire – Neighborhood #2 (Laïka) – Merge
11. Grandaddy – Now It’s On – V2
12. Sonic Youth – Catholic Block – Geffen
13. The Smiths – What Difference Does It Make – Warner
14. Voom Blooms – Politics And Cigarettes – Fiction

Categories
Heavy Shit

February 2006

Welcome back to Crossfire’s flagship show. This month, our resident DJ’s Zac Slack and James Sherry bring you a killer, hour long show stuffed full of pre-released records that will literally make you shit your pants. Please note that these shows contain refrences to drugs, sex and rock and roll with the odd profanity chucked in for good measure.

If you would like to request tunes for the next show in March, then hurry up and leave a message here.

February playlist:

1. Corrosion of Conformity – Paranoid Opioid – Mayan
2. 3 Inches Of Blood – Deadly Sinners – Roadrunner
3. Kylesa – Train Of Thought – Prosphetic Records
4. Strapping Young Lad – Alien – Shitstorm
5. Witch – Seer – Tee Pee
6. Nebula – Fever Frey – Sweet Nothing
7. Pearls & Brass – The Tower – Drag City
8. Wolfmother – Minds Eye – Modular People
9. Children Of Bodom – In Your Face – Spinefarm/Island
10. Deep Purple – Highway Star – EMI
11. Viking Skull – Beer, Drugs And Bitches – Grand Union
12. The Sword – Barael’s Blade – Kemado