Legendary punk band the Misfits perform live at The Hard Rock Cafe on the strip in Las Vegas, NV on 11/19/12. Local and regional supporting bands include The Kruz, Next Generation Rising, Loose Nutts, BAH RAM YOU, The Attached and Knocked Out Cold. Go to warfest.com or hardrockcafe.com for more info. Email firstname.lastname@example.org for sponsor or media opportunities.
Grace played her first show as a woman last week to exuberant fan support. When she first confided her true gender identity to Rolling Stone, she wasn't sure what the public reaction would be like. Understandably so; when she was known as Tom Gabel, she always seemed to wear the hypermasculine visage associated with punk rock. Decked out in tattoos with bristly short hair, she's been belting out her trademark growls since 1997. Grace's rough edges haven't gone away with her transition, though. She still shows off her many tattoos and she still favors wearing the color black. She's just putting on a little more eyeliner now.
While she's felt female for as long as she can remember, Grace was finally inspired to come out after meeting a young transgender fan. She told the band about her true gender identity back in February and finally came out to her wife, Heather. Since then, she's experienced nothing but an outpouring of support. She'll remain married to Heather, who has been traveling with the band on tour along with their daughter Evelyn. Over the next few years, she plans to begin the journey to match her image with her gender identity. She's currently on week three of hormone replacement therapy and she is considering surgery to alter her appearance to be more feminine.
Grace plans to address her transition in the band's next album, entitled Transgender Dysphoria Blues. As no mainstream music has yet followed an explicitly transgender narrative, this record will be enormously important for trans and questioning music fans.
It seems that in this day and age, the biggest concern for transgender artists isn't that coming out will sully their image or enrage their fans. It's that once they're out, they face the responsibility of being a role model for the trans youth that follow them. But Grace seems more than equipped to handle the pressure. She's been nothing but forthcoming in the interviews that followed her announcement, revealing the long process of confusion and questioning that ultimately led to her revelation. For young trans kids (especially those involved in the punk rock scene), such a strong, honest role model is indispensable. I'm glad we've now got Laura Jane to fill that former void.
A number of years ago, in the beginning years of college I was dating a guy that played guitar in a punk band based out of Pittsburgh. Living the life of a musician’s girlfriend was fun and busy. Very very busy. We were driving the two hours each way every weekend for practices and shows, I can’t even imagine how many miles I actually put on my car while I was with him.
During shows, us girlfriends would get to man the merch table, hawking cds, shirts and bumper stickers to various audiences around the state. I can remember being out on tour one summer in the van that the band had finally managed to acquire, we were on our way to a show at a skate park in the middle of nowhere. I also know that on that trip I read Harry Potter for the first time. Maybe Harry Potter isn’t exactly what one expects from a girl in the punk rock scene, but I was addicted.
I suppose those sorts of differences are the reason I never actually moved to Pittsburgh to live with my friends and to continue dating the guitar player I’d been with for almost two years. I stayed in my home town, finished college and continued to listen to punk music through it all. I was just no longer on tour with the boys. The next summer they found themselves playing on the Warped Tour and on a major West Coast tour. I’m glad I stayed home, that’s a lot of driving and not enough Harry Potter.
Even now that popular music has split itself into about a billion different sub-genres, bands still find exciting work to be done within the pop punk arena. Just look at the Thermals and their recent theological excavations. They take a sound once reserved for brash adolescent effluence and transform it into a vehicle for philosophical discussion. If anything, pop punk has evolved into something more intelligent, more thoughtful, and more important (if less widely consumed) than it's ever been.
It seems to snake along a contrary path to that of its genre brethren. Hardcore punk was born of political need, as angry commentary at a time that needed youth dissent to be shouted, not sung. Its angst conjured its own breed of intellectual discourse and ultimately housed many progressive political and social movements. Hardcore was a palpable force in a world that was entirely too quiet. So why has it since smoldered down to basement screamo while its candy-coated cousin has taken up the intellectual helm?
Browse what passes for hardcore these days and you'll find very little of the Black Flag, Minor Threat school of thought that helped birth the sound. Even the lingering vegan straight-edge subculture seems to have accepted that its music is little more than a sermon directed at the choir. It's not because the music is too heavy; Pitchfork readers seem to have no problem diving into the latest avant-garde doom metal release, and there's plenty that's loud topping the Hype Machine. But when late emo mangled up both hardcore and pop punk during its brief century-ending run, it seems to have spit out only the latter intact.
It could be because there's really nowhere to go with pop punk. You could consider hardcore to have died off, or you could trace its lineage into the post-hardcore, math-rock, and proto-prog subgenres it spawned. Perhaps it didn't die; perhaps it only fractioned into increasingly minute factions that flash and burn out as quickly as they're invented. Perhaps it's a radioactive isotope, while pop punk is as stable as stable gets. It's the atom you can't split. It's the genre you can't break. The formula is tried, true, and endlessly pleasing no matter what kind of content you layer on top of it.
Featuring countless bands from the history of Punk Rock, there’s sure to be a show to suit every fan. The music festival features eight bands performing each day in an outdoor festival setting (all ages, with adult accompaniment) and then there will be several late night club shows in smaller venues each night (21+ only, sorry kiddos).
If you want to get involved in more than the music, there’s also the namesake bowling tournament where a couple hundred 4 person teams vie for the prize. (The waitlist for a lane can be a pretty crazy experience, so if you want a shot, get to it early.)
Also, the Golden Nugget poker room will play host to a Punk Rock Poker tournament.
This Texas Hold Em poker tournament was added a few years back and has been growing in popularity ever since. The buy in is $100 plus a $20 registration fee (21+ please) and will go till your chips are gone. Seating is done at random, so make sure to come early. Buy in is paid in advance.
Punk Rock Bowling 2012 takes place May 25-28 in downtown Las Vegas. http://www.punkrockbowling.com/
i need some more indie music to listen to, can anyone suggest some?
While waiting in line for the auditorium doors to open, there appeared a frantic woman running around yelling, “Who has a car? Does anyone have a car?” Eventually she ended up directly in front of me, got in my face and said, “Do you have a car?” I conceded that I did, in fact, have a car and she promptly asked me how well I knew Cleveland. I told her well enough and she looked at me and nonchalantly said, “Good. You’re going to pick up Jello Biafra from his hotel.”
Woah, completely random event, which for any nineteen year-old punk kid, as myself would be an experience of a lifetime. Hundreds of thoughts ran through my head, What if I get lost?, How did this happen to us? and hysterically, What do you listen to in the car while Jello Biafra is riding shotgun? and Do we call him Jello, Mr. Biafra or what?
For the record, we listened to social Distortion, I didn’t get lost and he was registered at the hotel under a (different) pseudonym. I think I finally relaxed as he stepped towards my car and said “Shotgun!” and hopped in my passenger seat, leaving my companion to the back seat.
We got a shout out at the show and an experience we’ll never forget.
If you just listened to the Nipple Erectors, you would never know it, but Shane MacGowan is a lyrical genius, one of the greatest all-time songwriters in popular music. Back when he was singing for the Nipple Erectors, he was just a young fan and follower of the Sex Pistols trying to imitate his heroes and not doing a very good job of it. Just a few short years later, he hit on the brilliant idea of combining the noise and chaos of punk rock with traditional Irish drinking songs, and in the process he discovered that he could write song lyrics so good they've been described as poetry.
Shane MacGowan's long, productive and whiskey-soaked career had to begin someplace, and this is where. It may not be as impressive as his later efforts with the Pogues, but Shane himself must still be nostalgic about it- apparently the Nipple Erectors actually got back together in 2008, and have been performing gigs semi-secretly around London! While I would personally much rather see a Pogues reunion, any Shane is probably good Shane as far as his many fans are concerned. After giving the world so much incredible music, I suppose he can do whatever he wants!