Official OCP Public Relations Memo, RE: crime rate increase Greetings once again, people of Old Detroit! It’s your old pal, Dick, here! As we all know, a lot has changed since the old man and that asshole, Bob Morton, left us. I know for many of you it’s been hard to deal with such a
“Basically, I hate conformity. I hate people telling me what to do. It makes me want to smash things. So-called normal behavior patterns make me so bored, I could throw up!” – Wendy O. Williams Whoever said anything in the world of legitimate punk rock was supposed to be safe or friendly missed the point
If you ask me, split releases are a goddamned treasure. They’re a formidable commodity. They are something that should surely get Max far in a place like Bartertown. What I’m getting at here is that there’s not only the obvious benefit of acquiring new music by a band that you are already well aware and
Official OCP Public Relations Memo “Haha! The wreckin’ crew is here! Where is that metallic mother?” – the late J.P. Cox (R.I.P.) Hello, people of Old Detroit…Dick Jones here. I guess you’re all on your knees right about now…begging for your lives. Pathetic. You don’t feel so cocky now do ya? Bob Morton offered to pay
“It’s like killing roaches. You have to kill ‘em all. Otherwise…what’s the use?” – Charles Bronson as Paul Kersey, Deathwish 3 You have to hand it to those among us that have no qualms whatsoever about pulling all the stops and grinning at the thought of the ensuing flood’s cleansing properties. It’s just like Bronson
You kids these days…let me tell ya! Not to give those impressionable, trend-hopping minds the opportunity to slap some kind of stupid-ass label on me for saying this, but at the age of thirty-five, I’ve reached the point where I’ve seen and heard enough clueless and even disrespectful behavior at the hands of the modern
In the disgustingly unending quest for all-that-is-technologically-superior in life, today’s general human population tends to steer away from the cassette tapes when it comes to music. “Tapes are a dead format.”, they’ll say. Often, the suggestion of downloading can be heard muttered in conversation or read in an internet post by some oblivious kid who
There’s absolutely no denying how sincere and powerful the underground extreme music scene was in the late-80’s. One only had to bear witness to the bands living it, and giving it a fucking name, to understand this concept. At that time, Indianapolis, Indiana would become the birthplace of a handful of true, thrashing soldiers to
In the vast world of extreme music, there are those individuals that seem to leave no stone unturned when it comes to keeping themselves (and the fans) super-busy. Having held duty in the ranks of countless bands including Nachtmystium, The Gates Of Slumber, and most recently, Apostle of Solitude, it could be said that Iron
