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I went to the famous rock club The Whisky a Go Go recently for one of my clients that I booked there, and I got talking to someone that really made me think about something important. This person stated to me, and I quote, “I’m sorry. I’m very–uh, socially awkward!” Wow! Now, I admit, when I was a teenager, I may have been a bit socially awkward too, by getting nervous around other kids that really impressed me. But, I would never tell them that I was socially awkward. Now, I suppose I could respect the fact that this person was at least self realizing enough to recognize this, and even brave enough to admit it. However, I have also learned over the years, that what we put our attention on, is usually what we get. If you go around telling everyone that you are socially awkward, well then, chances are, you probably will be. And even if you are not, and people are informed that you are, well then they will probably tend to think you are. The words we say and hear have power. Choose your words wisely. Speak of that which you wish to be. I’m not saying to go around lying and introducing yourself as a billionaire or superstar if you are not, but certainly don’t demean yourself to others, or to yourself.


While modern technology has brought us many great things, it has also sadly eroded the intelligence of the average person. Note that I state average. I am not talking about the un-average, I am talking about the normal, usual, average person. Also notice that I didn’t just state the young person or today’s teenager. I don’t think its fair to single out an entire generation with generalities. I hated when people did that when I was a teenager, and I don’t believe in that now. There are some exceptional, un-average teenagers that do not fit into any statistical attempts at defining their generation. And there are people of every generation whose intelligence or learning growth has been eroded– not just teenagers– due to new technology.

Take driving for example. A large number of people text and drive, or at least talk on their cell and drive. This alone has caused more traffic accidents and fatalities throughout the world. This is stupid. Yet, like drunk driving, it still keeps happening. So called smart phones in general, have taken what was already a major distraction when at home–the internet on home computers, and turned it into a non stop distraction at home, school, work, at play, literally anywhere and everywhere.

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So called social media, which should actually be called anti-social media, has further eroded social development by addicting the masses to a digital, artificial reality of so called friends. People get upset when their so called FaceBook friends don’t ‘like’ their comments quick enough, or forbid, not at all. Going outside and actually engaging with real human beings face to face has become the exception, not the norm.

At parties, concerts, and other social or public events, places where people used to meet, mingle, and make friends has largely become places where room fulls of socially inept loners nervously fidget with their phones, pretending to stay busy. Apps for engaging with someone live with their faces on streaming video, has removed the need for some, the desire to even see a person face to face in real life, cutting down the three dimensional reality of a live human being in the flesh and blood before someone, to a mere video capture of them that can of course, always be manipulated, or hacked for the world to see.

Concert photography, once limited to valid, professional photographers, has denigrated to bands and most venues letting everyone take pictures of the artist at any time during the shows, which has resulted in the destruction of a natural crowd in the moment, enjoying the scene, to a crowd of wanna-be photographers and wanna be videographers destroying the vibe with their arms raised in the air, and bright cell lights illuminating what should be a dark concert hall, just waiting to get home and upload it to share with their other so called friends.

News stations and newspapers, who used to fact check and have journalistic standards, now simply copy verbatim, stories published on amateur blog sites written by people with no experience, and pass it off as news. When the mainstream, supposed respectable news sources don’t completely duplicate lies and posit its legitimacy, they get so scholarly as to tell us, ‘This story has not been verified for authenticity,’  yet report it anyway.

People, reading and watching news online, often consider it infallible. If its online, it must be true, some think. On the contrary, if it is online, it might ‘not’ be true, and one should find out as to whether it is real or not, by scholarly fact checking, themselves. And yet, only some of the college educated, properly taught how to do professional research, know how to find out the truth of something, based on scientific research. Thus, masses of people getting some, most or even all of their news from the internet are deluded into not knowing what is real, and having a false sense of truth and reality.

Laws against slander and libel, which used to be enforced in hard copy press, have no bearing in the digital domain, where anonymous hacks can call persons rapists, murderers, or criminals, whether true or not, and get away with it under the guise of freedom of speech. Criminal run blogs can extort money from attacked victims on their libel sites, and the government, busy committing their own crimes, does nothing.

Privacy violations, made publicly aware with the NSA computer spying, (popularized by rebels including Bradley Manning and Julianne Assange), which have always existed since computers existed, reminded us all that there largely is no privacy any more. Department stores, shopping centers, convenient marts, stop signs, traffic lights, and street corners often have cameras, recording our every move. Companies such as Google are simply like another branch of the government, used to monitor, and modify public opinion. Companies including FaceBook conducts social experiments to control what information gets posted in users ‘timelines,’ to control their mood, and monitor and sway their buying habbits.

Lastly, live social interaction has not only become more ‘awkward’ for multiple generations of internet addicted victims, it has declined. “People don’t go out more,” one hipster told me not long ago. “I can’t get my friends to leave the house,” another said, “They’re too lazy. They’d rather stay home and be on the internet.” All of this inactivity, has turned a generation of ‘couch potatoes,’ that at least used to get up once in a while, in to cross generational internet junkies, that don’t even need to leave home to go shopping. Countless record stores and book stores have shuttered their doors, going out of business, as movies and music are hacked or downloaded online, and new generations of children get fatter and fatter, not only becoming a social disgrace to be mocked and laughed at by the kids lucky enough to not get fat, but even worse, becoming a health casualty getting major diseases due to poor diet and inactivity.  Presidents’ wives take on America’s ‘fat epidemic,’ yet meanwhile, the same administration pushes to get computers in every home and school; as the arts, sports, and science classes get cut from educational programs nationwide, and cursive is dreadfully eliminated.

The failure to communicate with people in person has further– resulted in a fear of people, leading to increased anxiety, stress, paranoia, and ultimately, violence.  Idiots that have been dumbed down by TV, video games, and worse, chat rooms or social media, get in ‘flame wars,’ or simply begin engaging in ‘cyber bullying,’ leading to suicide among adolescents and teens.

Becoming bored, depressed, tense, or uneasy, tweaked out internet junkies get diagnosed by quack psychiatrists with the next new label, and doped up on the latest psychiatric pill peddled by Big Pharma. This of course, leads to more depression, violence, suicide, homicide, and those ever popular school shootings.

So while technology certainly has its good points, its points of abuse are not difficult to find. The moments when people introduced themselves with lines like, “I’m sorry, I’m uh, really socially awkward,” should be relegated to comedic films, not real life. Clearly, things need to change. So readers, I dare you, if you don’t already, pick a day, perhaps a Sunday or any other day you can, and avoid the cell phone. Avoid the internet. Stay off the computer. Stay away even from any other phone or T.V. and video games. Get outside. Meet people face to face. Demand they look at you instead of their phone. Make them listen. Listen to them. Shake some hands. Give a hug. Go climb a mountain. Swim in the Ocean. Take a walk in a park. Touch some trees. Enjoy nature. And leave– if for not longer– at least for one day, your phone and internet connection at home. And who knows, maybe one of these days, I just might un-plug things myself for longer than a few hours (after making the next issue here you must NOT miss) and join you.

– Bruce Edwin

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subnormal magazine, 2016





Kenneth Anger Rocks Art Los Angeles Contemporary Show

Art Los Angeles Contemporary
January 30, 2016

Kenneth Anger at Art Los Angeles Contemporary, 2016. Photo credit: Bruce Edwin

The Art Los Angeles Contemporary Show was held here at the Barker Hangar, 3021 Airport Avenue, in Santa Monica, California, starting Thursday and going until Sunday the 31st. Santa Monica, to those who are not aware, is an amazing beach city on the West Side of Los Angeles noted for its great food, upscale shopping, hipsters, chill environment, beautiful hotels and beaches, film festivals including AFM, and art galleries including the great Bergamot Station which is a large cluster of over 30 art galleries.

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Barker Hangar itself has evolved into an upscale show space right adjacent to the Santa Monica Airport, hosting many upscale VIP and celebrity events. This week, it was transformed into Art Los Angeles Contemporary (ALAC), an art show of nearly 70 galleries of contemporary art from around the world.

While I don’t know how many sales took place on this particular Saturday, if they were plentiful, it was certainly thanks due to the show itself, for the show was buzzing, elbow to elbow with affluent people of all ages, and plenty of young money. One area here includes art and indie literature, a nice outdoor sitting and smoking area for those smokers, and another nice outdoor patio dining area with food and drinks.

The art here ranged from works by what is known as the ‘emerging artist,’ to ‘outsider art.’ Most art seen here today was very safe and functional, and a good place to shop for the early collector. Around 10% of the art here was an exception to the norm, with some artists’ unique approaches pushing the edges conceptually, and with some very refined painterly techniques such as that by ‘Liam Everett’ at ‘Altman Siegel’ Gallery, who creates excellent work.


The main reason I was here was for none other than the legendary Kenneth Anger. One of the most influential filmmakers in the world, Kenneth Anger, remarkably today in great shape at a ripe young magical age of ‘88,’ has reportedly influenced all from Martin Scorsese to David Lynch among countless more. Actually painting right on the film frames he shot themselves, Anger has produced some of the most mystical, and magnificent images on film ever seen.

With a history rooted in America’s rich tradition of rebellion, counter-culture, and the occult, Anger’s work has featured members of the Rolling Stones, Church of Satan founder Anton LaVey, and former Charles Manson buddy Bobby Beausoleil, among more. Openly promoting his religious path as a Thelemite, Anger has for decades, been a proud proponent of famed occultist Aleister Crowley, who later headed the magical group; The Ordo Templi Orientis (O.T.O). While many call Anger a Satanist, due to his frequent use of the word and homage to ‘Lucifer’ in his work, along with his interesting cast of characters in his films and his life, which often imitate each other, he has reportedly called himself merely a Pagan, and a Thelemite, not a Satanist.

The O.T.O, incorporating a series of magical grades, similar to the Masonic Order, adheres to Crowley’s writings as their religious body of texts. Crowley, once called ‘The Wickedest Man that Ever Lived,’ popularized the slogan which became so prevalent with the Beat generation and later the hippies; “Do What Thou Wilt Shall be the Whole of the Law!” Along with the pagan precept; “An it Harm None, Do What Thou Wilt!”

As a film major at an avant garde film school in Chicago, and as a decades long student of counter-cultural movements, rebels, and misfits as a punk rocker, I was of course raised on Kenneth Anger since I was a teenager, yet had never before met him–until today.

The fact that The Art Los Angeles Contemporary show hosted Kenneth Anger, speaks volumes as to the great significance, intelligence, and power of this show. Only former MOCA director Jeffrey Deitch was, as far as I know, wise, daring, and hip enough to book Kenneth Anger any time recently in L.A. This fact alone puts ALAC over the top in terms of relevance as a cultural and arts institution.

The Alex Theater here at the Barker Hangar rapidly filled up to over capacity, with staff having to tell the young guests to stand up, not block the door, squeeze closer, etc. The theater was packed, and tension was mounting by the minute. Over a half hour before the start, no seat was empty. The crowd’s energy swelled from waves of nervous conversations in synchronicity, to a dulled silence, then conversation began again. A sinister looking model type lad glared at me against the wall, then smiled. A male staff walked by and looked like he was going to plow into me, bumping my leg.

Finally, a tall man with glasses walked to the front, telling us that Kenneth Anger had now entered the building! It was 3:45, and he was 15 minutes late. Some of the crowd clapped. A few minutes later, a distinguished looking man with long hair entered the side door–Brian Butler, Kenneth Anger’s confidant’ collaborator extraordinaire. Kenneth appeared next to him, and walked on to the stage. The crowd excitedly clapped.

Kenneth Anger is a cordial, polite man. He said he was sorry at least twice for making a minor error in a date or technicality of a name. He answered every question posed to him by the audience. He spoke of Crowley, and he called Lucifer his guardian angel. He mentioned that the thing he was most obsessed with and upset about these days was the destruction of art, and what he called, the ‘murder of art,’ in the Middle East, by idiots destroying beautiful, ancient civilization landmarks, artifacts, art, and temples there, including what was the original Temple of Baal. He mentioned how he is making film again, yet stated how it takes time with his process, as he paints on each frame. He stated how he liked Santa Monica, how he was born here, and considers it his home town.

After a little over a half an hour, Kenneth Anger left the stage, said thank you, and walked to the show booth where around a half a dozen of his collections’ works were displayed. He there sat at a table in front of his prized art works by Aleister Crowley, Marjorie Cameron, Rosaleen Norton, and Bobby Beausoleil, and signed autographs for the hundred plus crowd that followed him. I took a final photo, and departed.

I walked outside, and the sun was blazing behind some clouds, about ready to go down. A fire red bi-plane flew over, its engine blaring, soaring into the sun. The same color as Kenneth wore. The Solar Fire.

(Interview questions by subnormal along with a portion of the lecture will be published in a future issue of subnormal. visit back here to listen to that later this month).

This content is copyright, 2016, Bruce Edwin, The Hollywood Sentinel, all rights reserved. subnormal magazine


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Jefferson Airplane’s Paul Kantner will be greatly missed. I had the honor to meet and hear this legendary guitarist with Jefferson Airplane live, many years ago, as a guest of Janis Joplin’s band Big Brother and the Holding Company. Paul Kantner was amazing. When I first heard his work on “White Rabbit,” and (Don’t you want) “Somebody to Love,” I was blown away with his bands phenomenal sound.


Glenn Frey, legendary guitarist, singer and songwriter who co-founded the Eagles, passed on Monday in NYC. His eerie hit song “Hotel California” placed him legendary, cult status, above the fray of other classic rock bands. He will be missed.


subnormal magazine’s tribute to David Bowie can be found on this site by clicking on the Letter From the Editor tab to the left on the table of contents. The icon will forever be remembered.


CHRISTIAN DEATH, January 15th, 2016

The Whisky a GoGo, as anyone that knows rock and roll will recall, is a legendary venue that used to feature The Doors as the weekly house band back in the day. Most every major band of importance from rock and punk has played at the Whisky a GoGo, and you can read all about that and the venues history further online. The last time I saw a band at the Whisky a number of years ago, the sound system was awful, so that was the first thing I noticed when hearing sound check for this show, was the nice new sound system which finally captured all of the ranges needed. I was happily surprised and impressed. The house staff here are very cool, and treats the bands, managers, and promoters with decency and respect.

Unlike certain L.A. clubs, which have in house staff door people, and micro-manage every person through the door during load in before the doors are open, load in at The Whisky is very easy and relaxed. The only problem The Whisky has is their hired out help of bouncers. Consisting of about maybe four to six muscly to big and fat men of varying ethnicity’s, these guys have a long and ugly history of groping people at the door. Possibly moonlighting for the TSA on the side, these grope happy guys seem to get off on grabbing mens groins, and grabbing God knows what else on the ladies. So Whisky, unless you want to open yourself up to future claims of sexual harassment or sexual molestation, I suggest quickly replacing the Grope Squad.


The band ‘Dinner Whore’ was added to this bill the very last week before the show, evidently. At first, numerous people were making fun of their name, with people calling them different variations of their name, or in my case, simply; The Whores. While a ridiculous band name, I was actually very surprised to see that the band was actually quite good. Three of The Whores are chicks. The singer, who was nice when I met her, has a good stage presence, and a solid voice ranging from melodic to screaming in the style of Courtney Love. Musically, they are a bit like L-7 mixed with the Cramps. The Whores gave us dirty garage rock that was totally un-predictable and unique.


‘Maension’ played next, another name some people were having trouble with, but after they took the stage, proved that they are a major act with a really solid vocalist who was also a nice guy when I met him. They also featured a tall, pretty female on handheld keys who didn’t crack a smile the whole show. A bit of a cross between Tool and A Perfect Circle, also with a very powerful drummer, these guys rocked.

The DJ

Sexy DJ Amanda Jones rocked the night between all the sets, spinning some great classics including Skinny Puppy, Bauhaus, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Echo and the Bunnymen, and more. They just need to turn up the volume for her next time. The volume for all of the bands was just right. Not to quiet, and not too loud. The crowd varied from old school goths and a few punk rockers, to metalheads, a few jocks, and even a couple of Mexican guys in top buttoned flannel with baseball caps on. While not a look a care for, I appreciate that the Whisky don’t have some fascist no hats rule like some stupid clubs, and I appreciated the one guy really seemed to be digging the show.


‘Christian Death’ finally played, taking the stage at 11:30pm. With Jason on drums, Maitri on bass and vocals, and Valor on vocals and guitar, the crowd this night was solid, at about 150 heads. The show opened slowly, with Valor talking over some pre-recorded tracks, and then following into their second track off of their new album. Newer songs followed, including my favorite new one, “Illuminazi,” which is not only a great title, but a great song.

Most of the Christian Death set was slow compared to the three opening bands, who are not even in the same genre as Christian Death, yet the crowd dug them all. With the economy of how the clubs are structured these days at least in L.A., the venues fill up the bill as fast as they can for headliners with bands that can either guarantee a draw that will pay their amount wanted at the door, or will take the financial responsibility for the amount they want themselves–essentially what they call ‘pay to play.’ Despite this challenge which often creates bills of genres that don’t fit together, the night was still a great success and all seemed to have a good time.

Some slower songs followed, until Christian Death treated the crowd to the searing “Church of No Return” which was great. The band then left the stage. Some silly person shouted, “Church of No Return!” As others of were clapping, or in my usual case, pounding the stage periodically for the band to return. Valor returned, humorously telling us that he was not coming back to play, but that he just needed to say something. “I heard someone shouting ‘Church of No Return?!” He continued, “What do you think that just was?! We just played ‘Church of No Return!’ He chidingly laughed a bit then started to walk off the stage then walked back. “OK, I’m here!” He said, and added, “I’m ready to sing more, but if you want those two to play, you need to call for Jason and Maitri! I don’t know what they’re doing! Who knows?! They’re probably getting drunk or having sex people or something. If you want them, you have to call them.” The crowd then started calling a bit for Maitri and Jason, and in less than a minute, they took the stage and everyone clapped more.

Valor then resumed his earlier talks about why he hated the Catholic Church, how the new pope just met with Obama, how 99 percent of the wealth is controlled by 1% of the population, how the elitists had us where they wanted us but it would not last, and how the 99 percent would rise to control all of the wealth, that would be controlled by just 5 people, and he said, he knew who those 5 people were. Maitri started drinking a beer, and Valor kept complaining that she just wanted to drink or get drunk. “No!” Maitri protested, “Your sitting here talking about the f-ing Pope, so I’m having a few sips!” This banter when on for a few minutes, when finally they led into the classic “Heresey.” Valor then announced they were not playing any more, it was over, but to be sure to come meet him, that he was going to meet everyone, at the merchandise table. The house turned on the stage lights. At least 50 if not 100 people rushed to the merchandise table and waited to by picture disc records with Gitane DeMone on the cover, t-shirts, black hoodies with the Christian Death logo, and more.

The always handsomely beautiful Valor looks as though he has not aged a day, sounded perfect, and did great guitar, working the crowd into repeated frenzies with newer and older classics. Maitri, who is equally incredibly hot, wearing sexy black fishnets and stiletto boots, played great bass and sounded divine. Jason on drums, who we could not really see for this show due to he and the drum kit being hidden way in the back of the stage, did a great job on percussion.

One of the pioneers of the so called Gothic genre, along with bands including 45 Grave, The Damned, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Bauhaus, and a small handful of others, Christian Death tore onto the scene in Southern California after being launched by then vocalist Rozz Williams and later taken over by Valor. Gitane DeMone and various other members rounded out the band including Rikk Agnew (The Adolescents), now performing with Gitane who earlier left the band to be replaced by Maitri. A soulful, unique voice in the world of music, Valor has made some of the most brilliant compositions in rock music. Maitri carries the reigns on vocals further with passionate power and a vocal beauty rarely seen in rock. It was, as always, a great pleasure to see this show with one of my favorite bands. I only wish they would have played longer. –Bruce Edwin

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Happy New Year! subnormal magazine was the hard copy punk rock, avant-garde film and human rights magazine from the late 80’s, 90’s and early 2000’s that was a brave and defiant voice for freedom, and featured exclusive poetry from writers around the world, as well as exclusive interviews with some of the greatest and most creative and daring recording artists on the planet including Sonic Youth, Shadow Project, Marilyn Manson, Bauhaus, Lydia Lunch, and countless more. It returns back here now each week online here at The Hollywood Sentinel, until it launches back later this year on its own.

The four greatest, and most important new recording artists of the past decade are not surprisingly, all female. Anyone that knows subnormal, knows that we have a great love for female vocalists; from punk legends including The Slits, Fuzzbox, and Patti Smith, new wave legend Blondie, so called no wave pioneer Lydia Lunch, Kim Gordon with Sonic Youth, Gitane Demone and Eva O. with Christian Death, Shadow Project, and The Superheroines, and later Diamanda Galas, PJ Harvey, and of course, so called gothic legend Siouxsie Sioux, among hundreds more. There is nothing like the female voice, and female artists. This past decade has brought us at least four particular brilliant legends of our own time; Karen O. with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Warpaint, Lana Del Rey, and Grimes. We will focus on the aforestated artists later on, but for now, we give here a quick blurb on a young singer / songwriter, producer from the Toronto area, who counts none other than fellow Canadian’s Skinny Puppy as one of her many diverse influences. She’s already been around over six years, and she just keeps getting better and better.



Undoubtedly one of the most brilliant artists to emerge in the past decade, is none other than GRIMES. Light years ahead of her time, Grimes merges her genius songwriting, other worldly voice, excellent production, and beautiful look and video imagery to give us some of the best new creative works of our time. Influenced by punk, new wave, industrial, pop, experimental, and the coolest of the cool, GRIMES is in a class by herself, deftly hip, and like none other. With a vocal range similar to Bjork, Grimes knows her limitations as an artist, and they are few. Constantly progressing, experimenting, and mastering her craft, GRIMES, aka Claire Boucher, is stunningly beautiful, looking like a fashion model, yet her sex appeal is beyond physical, with her sweetly cool persona and dynamic artistry, GRIMES does not need sex or cheap gimmicks to sell, for her talents dominate. From the dancey to the ethereal, GRIMES single handedly catapults pop music into another plateau for this generation. With her innovative mixes, minimalist producing, and her lovely voice that is really, truly exceptional, this young, beautiful, and artistic mastermind has in a few short years, implanted herself forever into the music worlds’ history of true greatness.

From the clever ‘Rosa,’ ‘Oblivion,’ and ‘Genesis’ to the legendary trancy, pop ‘Vanessa,’ among many more, GRIMES conquered with her cross-over hit ‘Blood Diamonds’ that sears, and proved her further grace with the retro brilliance of ‘Be a Body.’ If all this wasn’t enough, she made one of the best electronic, pop, dance songs of all time with her timelessly perfect ‘Realiti.’ Gothic, pop, rave, raw, part DJ, producer, sound artist, and avant-garde chanteuse, GRIMES is about as perfect as music can get, and we love her.
–subnormal magazine

UPDATE: Grimes is now on tour! L.A. dates include Lightning in a Bottle, Coachella, and The Shrine.

IGGY POP is also touring soon.

Sweet Bronco, a relatively new band led by Chris Horgan is worth hearing. It doesn’t matter that they don’t look like models, or that they are even off key and out of sync during their harmonizing. It doesn’t matter because what this band has is superior to all of that. This band has very strong songwriting by Chris; who has a good voice. They also have decent musicianship, and best of all, a unique sound with some exciting guitar. These guys (and their backing female vocalist which is another strong suit) reminds me of early bands including Eleventh Dream Day. Check em’ out.

Keznamdi, who just got picked up by Sony, has released his latest single, the cut “Champion.” Keznamdi co-wrote “Champion” with Justin Bieber’s writing partner, multi-platinum Grammy winner Poo Poo Bear. (Just kidding, actually poo bear). This very sparsely yet well mixed and well produced track reminds me of the nice, rare occasion I’d go to the Ethiopian Restaurant for injari and vegan cuisine on Belmont, and then pop next door to the Reggae club for some dancing hanging with the brothas and sistas to some Bob Marley and more back in the day in Chicago. Spread the love.


“This is a sad day for rock n roll. At the dawn of glam rock, Motorhead tore up the scene in 1980 with a brutally classic cut, ‘Ace of Spades’ which was better than most anything we’d ever heard. Lemmy made rock unpredictable, dangerous and raw again. Even the hardcore punk rockers, who mostly quit listening to metal, dug Motorhead. Lemmy was a legend, and there was and never will be another quite like him. He will be missed.” – subnormal magazine

Hollywood Hot Spot



31st, Morrissey, Galen Center at USC
Insomniac Count5down, with Kaskade, etc., San Bernardino
Belinda Carlisle, Sierra Ballroom, Universal City
28-31, Motley Crue, Staples Center



3, Merle Haggard, Saban Theatre
6, Todd Rundgren, Saban Theatre
7, Autograph, Whisky a GoGo
8, 9, Patti Smith, The Wiltern
9, Metal Allegiance, Whisky a GoGo
15, Christian Death, The Undead Hearts, Whisky a GoGo
Van Morrison, The Shrine
19, Panic at the Disco, The Tower Theatre
21, Venom, Glass House; Pamona
22, The Muffs, echoplex
Chuck Negron of Three Dog Night, Saban Theatre
28, Killing Joke, The Regent


12, Lamb of God, Anthrax, Palladium
13, Dweezil Zappa, The Regent
20, At the Gates, Glass House; Pamona
27, Reagan Youth, Viper Room
Judy Collins, Saban Theatre
28, Megadeth, Suicidal Tendencies,
Children of Sodom, Palladium


9, Unwritten Law, Glass House; Pamona
21, K’s Choice, Viper Room
24, Michael Graves, The Undead Hearts, The Whisky a Go Go
Ra Ra Riot, Teragram Ballroom
26, Greg Duli, Teragram Ballroom


15, Dokken, Whisky a Go Go
21, Prong, Whisky a Go Go


17, Agent Orange, Motorcycle Boy, Whisky a Go Go

subnormal Christmas Playlist, currently spinning, in no particular order:

1, Reagan Youth
2, Suicidal Tendencies
3, Sisters of Mercy
4, Killing Joke
5, Christian Death
6, The Cure
7, Misfits (with Danzig)
8, Yeah Yeah Yeahs
9, Sonic Youth
10, Warpaint
11, Nervo
12, Grimes
13, Motorhead
14, Ill Repute
15, Death In June
16, Siouxsie and the Banshees
17, Patti Smith
18, The Doors
19, Escape the Fate (early)
20, Empire of the Sun
21, David Bowie


Mark Salling, formerly of the hit show ‘Glee,’ has been arrested for possession of child porn. Also in 2015, director Jace Alexander was arrested for ‘possessing and file-sharing illegal and obscene performances of sexual conduct by children less than 17 years of age.’ Former Subway spokesman Jared Fogle was arrested on charges that he received and distributed child pornography, and engaged in sexually explicit acts with children after drugging them. He was sentenced to fifteen years in prison. (source: Deadline Hollywood dot com) Pedophile scum that abuse and rape children must be stopped!


Kashi Foods has settled a class action suit against them in Florida, in which they have allegedly lied about not having GMO ingredients in their food. Needless to say, we will be avoiding food by Kashi.

Vitamin Water has been sued with a class action for fraudulent advertising, as has Red Bull.

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