Noise 292 gets into gear

Detail: Kavika Rives, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Preparations for the May 30 Che Underground reunion at San Diego’s Casbah are picking up steam and uniting musical collaborators separated by miles and decades.

Detail: Kristin Martin, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Last weekend marked the first studio reunion of the Northern California contingent of Noise 292, comprising four of the five musicians who played together at the Che Cafe in July 1983: vocalist/ bassist/ guitarist Kristin Martin; vocalist/ guitarist David “Kavika” Rives; percussionist Hobie Hodge; and the Answers’ Dave Fleminger, who reprised his historical role as substitute drummer. (The San Diego faction — drummer Joanne Norris and percussionist Wendell Kling — are on deck to join the festivities in time for the May performance.)

Detail: Kavika Rives, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Hobie Hodge, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Dave Fleminger, Hobie Hodge, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Dave Fleminger, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)
Detail: Hobie Hodge, Kristin Martin, Kavika Rives, Dave Fleminger, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Hobie Hodge, Kristin Martin, Kavika Rives, Dave Fleminger, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Hobie Hodge, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Kavika Rives, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Kristin Martin, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)Detail: Kavika Rives, Hobie Hodge, Noise 292 practice January 2009 (collection Kristin Martin)

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Che Underground: Virus-free since ’83!

Thank you to our members who wrote in yesterday that their antivirus packages were reporting suspicious activity on the blog. And a special note of thanks to one of our resident security experts (who may choose to chime in here): His screening indicates a “false positive”; his diagnosis, that we’re virus-free.

(The alerts seem to have stopped for those who were getting them. You can now resume normal relations with your blogging partners; if redness, discharge or other symptoms recur, please contact our anonymous clinic at cheunderground@gmail.com.)

While we’re talking health and hygiene, a couple of other reminders about safe Che play:

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The Ho Hos: “Judas Twist”

Detail: Ho Hos, April 30, 1994Another Jeff Lucas composition for this mid-’90s San Francisco ensemble of San Diego expats.

Besides prompting me to write many songs I still like a great deal, the Ho Hos offered a great opportunity to sing new originals written by other songwriters. Both Jeff and Steve Lam came through with some amazing material.

I’ve always been crazy about “Judas Twist,” which I believe was recorded live at Hanno’s in the Alley with engineering help from the indefatigable Jason Brownell. It’s got more hooks than a bait shop, and the band blasts through it with trademark panache.

Matthew Rothenberg (vocals, guitar); Jeff Lucas (bass); Robert Labbe (drums); and Steve Lam (lead guitar).

Listen to it now!

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Madison Avenue hipster holiday, December 1985

(Miss Kristi Maddocks plays the Ghost of Christmas Past with photos and memories.)

Detail: Kristi Maddocks, Christmas morning, Madison Avenue 1985 (collection Kristi Maddocks)Here are some snapshots from my very bo-ho holiday season in 1985.

At the time, I was living with Michelle Krone, Jeff Rierden and Keith Lockhart (RIP) in our tiny one-bedroom in-law apartment in the neighborhood around University and Park Avenues. I think Leighton Koizumi was in town for a visit from San Francisco, where he and the rest of the Morlocks moved six months before.

This arrangement left me sleeping alone on the couch in the living room — where I am captured waking up in a haze on Christmas Day.

Detail: “Jeff and Christmas guests at Madison Avenue. The collage on the wall is mine, the famous Go GO Girl murals were by Scott Ewalt” (collection Kristi Maddocks)One of the most memorable features of the apartment were the full-scale murals of cartoon Go Go Girls that our dear friend Scott Ewalt drew on our walls — they were way ahead of their time and adored by many visitors to out pad. (Needless to say, I never got back my apartment deposit!)

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Old Dogs, new tricks

Detail: Rockin’ Dogs (Dave Ellison, Scott Harber, Sam Wilson, Cole Smithey)Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua continues to enrich our historical understanding of the Rockin’ Dogs with priceless artifacts. Here’s a pre-Jane Bunting photograph of the Dogs — ca. 1982 — when Scott Harber was the bassist.

“I loved this shot from the series,” Lori writes. “I love the fact that you got two lookin’ at the camera and two turned to the side. I don’t think I directed them to that, just spontaneous. Nevertheless, it works!

“That is one good-lookin’ band! ;)”

“I remember the photo, but I don’t remember much about it other than the fact that the red plaid scarf belonged to a girl I was dating,” writes Dave Ellison. “Scott didn’t play with the band for very long. I remember he was planning a long trip somewhere … to another country, I think … so he was more or less filling in for a while.”

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Pictures through the past, darkly

(A plaintive cry for ephemera from Darren Grealish.)

Detail: Darrin (photo by Cyndie Jaynes)Hey, I don’t have any pictures from my youth at all. A crazy girlfriend I had in the late ’80s threw all my photo albums away, and sadly, all my pics are gone forever.

If you have pictures from the good old days with all of us please post ’em up! Maybe if we get enough of them after time we can get a groovy slide-show movie that people can watch on the site. Maybe we can have Jerry Cornelius be the narrator!

Come on and sock it to me! I would like some visual memories to look back on. As it is now I have only memories and this site!!!!! If you got em’ put em’ up! Let’s see the gold!

— Darren Grealish

[Editor’s note: All vintage Grealish beefcake welcome at Che Underground HQ: cheunderground@gmail.com. We will ensure Darren receives your contributions posthaste.]


Thanks!

As well-worn editorial conventions go, the thanks-on-Thanksgiving formula ranks up there with rewrites of “A Visit from St. Nicholas” come Dec. 24. Nevertheless, it seems an apt way to ask our growing ranks what debts they owe our youth and the history we share.

Months ago, we had an interesting discussion about how our early days informed our adult careers. We’ve also explored what the person you were in 1983 would make of the 2008 model.

I’ll say it again: Collaborating creatively with all of you … making do on the cheap and despite official disapproval … taught me at least as many skills I use today as I ever got from my (fine) formal education. For better or worse — and I say “better” — I’m the person I am today because of the all-too-brief time we spent together. Thanks!

All these years later, who or what makes you thankful about those times?

Peers who made it

Here’s a topic that could spin in a few different directions: Many musicians from our circle have made wonderful sounds since our 1980s salad days. … Considerably fewer have made some money in the process. … But I don’t believe any of us hit the commercial jackpot in the music industry.

The wheels of that industry continued to turn, however, and musicians of our approximate age and subcultural pedigree did make it big in the late ’80s and early ’90s. (To start the ball rolling, I’ll throw out three names from our native time zone: Nirvana, Sublime and the Red Hot Chili Peppers.)

I know these big, commercial acts traveled many miles from our DIY roots (and from most of our musical discussions here). But that’s the point: What do you consider musical success, and do you hear echoes of our own aspirations in these huge revenue engines of decades past?

The Morlocks: “My Friend the Bird”

(Morlocks drummer Mark Mullen comes through with the video goods.)

Detail: Leighton Koizumi, Morlocks, 1986 (collection Mark Mullen)This was a show we did at The Stone on Broadway in San Francisco in 1986 with Jordan Tarlow from the Fuzztones on rhythm guitar. It’s a 23-year-old VHS tape, so no complaining. I believe we did a real wild show somewhere the night before, so this was a little lackluster for The Morlocks.

The Morlocks are really a myth, cult, fantasy and intrigue to a lot of people across the US and around the world. I wish they all could have experienced the many great shows we put on, but that’s not the case. I wish I had excellent video footage of these times for everyone to see. This was a wild, wild time, and not much survived from the era. (I challenge anyone out there to cough up any footage if you have it.)

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Rockin’ Dogs around town

Detail: Rockin’ Dogs/Noise 292; Saigon Palace; Feb. 10, 1984 (collection Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua)A long-sought contribution from recent blog arrival Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua: a flyer that puts a date (Feb. 10, 1984) to the legendary Saigon Palace gig featuring the Rockin’ Dogs and Noise 292.

This show (which found Sam Wilson covering all Rockin’ Dogs vocals while Dave Ellison recuperated from laryngitis and 17-year-old Wendell Kling evading ID inspection in the men’s room until Noise 292’s appearance) was also photographed by Ms. Stalnaker-Bevilacqua. But this is the first time we’ve been able to put it on the calendar. Mystery solved — thanks, Lori!

Detail: Rockin’ Dogs/Ripsaws/Jimmy & the Vandals; Headquarters; July 29. 1983 (collection Lori Stalnaker-Bevilacqua)Bonus artifact: an ad featuring a July 29, 1983, appearance by the Rockin’ Dogs at the Headquarters (with the Ripsaws and Jimmy & the Vandals). I’m afraid I didn’t catch this show; the Answers, Noise 292 and Hair Theatre were playing the Che Cafe that night.

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