Sunday, January 11, 2009

Jack Rabid Is The Lisa Robinson Of The '90s

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(Shrimper ad from a 1993 issue of Speed Kills. I dunno, I always thought it was hilarious)

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10 comments:

lex dexter said...

Speed Kills was godly.

January 11, 2009 at 12:00 PM
ib said...

Hilarious is the word, all right. Fucking clever, too.

All that's missing are the ubiquitous "literary' influences. Small wonder I haven't picked up a music press weekly or monthly in years; the standard of writing is way better on a myriad of blogs.

Does "Speed Kills was godly" qualify ?

January 11, 2009 at 12:08 PM
ib said...

Only kidding, Lex!

January 11, 2009 at 12:09 PM
Brushback said...

I was always sorta lukewarm about the earlier issues of Speed Kills (the writing in this particular issue, from '93, is downright embarrassing) - one of the reasons why I like this Shrimper ad so much, though (and the ad is unrelated to Speed Kills, it just happened to be printed in that issue), is that I get all the references: HSAS, Vanilla Trainwreck, and so forth. A real laff riot.

January 11, 2009 at 12:46 PM
ib said...

Yes, that's me, unfortunately. A veritable cheeky bastard.

January 11, 2009 at 2:17 PM
Anonymous said...

I need to see "Pato Banton on acid" written on a bathroom wall. Maniacal handwriting is so underrated in this age of perfectly kerned fonts.

I can understand the Galactic Cowboys jab, but Walt Mink were a great band and even had a Bitch Magnet alumnus for a spell.

January 11, 2009 at 7:11 PM
Brushback said...

I took the HSAS line (Hagar Schon Aaronson Shrieve) as being more of a jab at stupid tribute records.
He coulda put "Fishtick" or something instead, but it still woulda been funny either way.

January 11, 2009 at 7:23 PM
Anonymous said...

I bow accordingly to your effortless deciphering of the crappiest acronym this side of IKEA, or MSG (the Michael Schencker one, not the Chinese food sneak attacker).

I wonder if they had some kind of hair-metal poker game to determine the totem pole order, or if it was based on the number of embarrassing 80's videos under their respective belts. I wish I could've seen them just to be a phonetic bastard and yell out "He Sass rulz!".

January 11, 2009 at 8:02 PM
lex dexter said...

in my own defense, i was 15 when i bought this mag. i was at an all-boy's prep school and finding myself on the receiving end of a game called "does this hurt, faggot?" more often than i'd like to remember.

so yes, it was damn near GODLY to find out about Labradford, Flying Saucer Attack et al., from a magazine that had cool car pictures on the front of it. it was also a nice break from the chris knox issue of forced exposure, with the meltzer peepshow/piano bar piece that attracted/repelled me in sexy, scary ways.

January 28, 2009 at 10:25 PM
Brushback said...

Oh, I wasn't writing off Speed Kills entirely - it was a quality mag, and much better than Gearhead as far as indie/car mags go - and they definitely had some good ears with the bands that they covered.

I only meant that this early issue that I took the ad out of had some really terrible writing. You know, aping the whole Byron Coley "yr" thing, which had already gotten annoying five years earlier.

January 29, 2009 at 11:16 AM

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