What’s up Sorry Staters?
Welp, one thing is clear over the last week or so: Y’all punk ass mofos LOVE Death Side. The amount of pre-orders we’ve been receiving is overwhelming, but good on you Sorry Staters for stepping to the occasion. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. This top-tier odds n sods collection for Death Side’s non-album tracks is long overdue. I’m personally stoked to have the tracks from the Chaos UK split and all the various compilation appearances in one convenient place on an official release. As much as I love Death Side, I have not yet managed to track down all of the many comps they’ve appeared on. The energy and anticipation felt from you all has been very exciting, to say the least.
I told you last week that I would report back about my weekend, and so here goes: The 7Eleven show was a total blast. I arrived around 4PM in the charming suburb of Midlothian, VA, about 20 minutes outside Richmond. The appearance of the outdoor shopping center where the 7Eleven was located looked eerily similar to somewhere like Cary, North Carolina. That may mean nothing to some of you readers, but let’s just say it certainly appeared to be a clean, nice, upper-crust neighborhood. The reflection of the sun off of the asphalt was blistering, but it was a bonding experience for everyone involved. We all suffered together. I immediately grabbed my free slurpee, as is customary on July 11th, and joined my friends who were hanging out on the tailgate of a pickup truck. These were the summer activities I’d been craving. As I would walk into the 7Eleven to buy more beer, I would interact with strangers who were totally confused about the crowd outside. “So… WHAT exactly is happening??” It was super funny.
The scene began with a small gathering that would sneak their respective refreshing alcoholic beverages into 7Eleven plastic cups. As the crowd started swelling, it devolved into hordes of 20-somethings irreverently roaming the parking lot with open containers. I think 12 or 13 bands played? It was a long day, but the changeover from one band to the next was very snappy. I remember watching Cicada play, thinking to myself that surely the kids dancing in that signature side-to-side mosh style would inevitably lead to some road rash from spills onto the concrete. I climbed onto the back of a stranger’s truck to watch Invertebrates from a high vantage point. I just marveled at this wild gathering of freaks raging to hardcore under the sun. It was a beautiful thang. As it got closer to the end of the night, former 7Eleven employee and host for the event, known simply as “Joker,” grabbed a megaphone to alert the crowd. Not surprisingly, noise complaints had gotten out of control and Joker gave everyone notice the gig might get shut down and that everyone in attendance needed to clear out as fast as possible. Destruct and Public Acid both played truncated sets. PA only played about 5 songs before we wrapped the whole thing up. Totally worth it.
Well, that ended up being a more long-winded summary than I expected. Now let’s talk about something completely different…
Recently, I cheated on Sorry State once again and went to grab some records from the homie Rachel over at the Pour House. She gave me a heads up, because I guess some dude who was a big horror movie fan and metalhead came and sold some of his collection. I grabbed the soundtrack Trick Or Treat by Fastway, which I was pumped about. But I also grabbed a missing record to complete my Hellion 12”s. Well, I probably still don’t quite have everything, but whatever. I don’t know how many people are super familiar with Hellion. The band was based out of Los Angeles in the mid-to-late 80s. The band was most notably fronted by a woman named Ann Boleyn, who also founded independent label New Renaissance Records.
Now, even though they were from LA, I would describe Hellion and the whole New Renaissance scene as a totally counter movement to the all the 80s glam and hair metal bands playing along the Sunset Strip. But the sound is not exactly thrash either. Hellion falls under a category I affectionately refer to as “Night Metal.” Think about the creepier sounding Dokken riffs, like the intro to “When Heaven Comes Down.” Still following? It’s like, heavier than Ratt, but it’s also not quite speed metal. Like, rather than dayglo-colored spandex under neon lights, it’s more like bedazzled leather pants in smoky, dark alleyways. But obviously, all still within the streets of LA. Hellion’s style of metal is also marked by a penchant for drama in presentation, and also no shame in displays of virtuosity, both in the guitar playing, but also in Ann Boleyn’s signature snarling yet flamboyantly operatic vocals.
At Pour House, I grabbed Hellion’s 1983 eponymous 12” EP. I was stoked to see that it was a first pressing on independent label Bongus Lodus Records (which I can only assume is self-released by the band under a goofy label name). As expected, the records are in typical 80s metal condition, promo corner cuts and all. For me, the banger off of this EP is a track called “Driving Hard”, which really, even with its grandiose execution, is still not far off from glam metal. Maybe with a little Priest injected. I mean, come on, the song says “baby”. Not heavy. But awesome? Oh yes. But to really get an idea of the musical trajectory of Hellion on subsequent records, I highly suggest checking out the title track from their debut full-length Screams In The Night. When she does the vocal imitation of the guitar riff at around like 1:38? Forget it, that’s the shit.
Because it’s probably the record I’ve owned the longest, I’ve also always had a special place in my heart for the 1988 12” EP Postcards From The Asylum. I love the song “Nevermore.” Killer riff, super catchy. They also do a pretty badass cover of “Exciter” by Judas Priest.
Okay, then one last thing I wanna mention about New Renaissance Records before I bore you all too much. The label in my mind is significant for releasing several series of compilation albums that highlighted underground heavy metal bands. Most notably, the Speed Metal Hell and Thrash Metal Attack series of compilations. New Renaissance also released this compilation that I personally have a soft spot for called Ladykillers, which spotlights women playing in metal bands during that era. Some bands on this comp are better than others, but it’s a fun listen. Hellion is on it of course, but then the comp also features a track by Jaded Lady, who you might remember singer Terry O’Leary as one of the talking heads in Decline of Western Civilization - Part II. Pretty cool.
Alright, I gotta wrap it up. Hope my updates about Slurpees and Night Metal at least kept you briefly entertained. As always, thanks for reading!
‘Til next week,
-Jeff