Here’s one that was on my youtube channel, but somehow did not get posted here.
Two of the people who helped to start Sacramento’s punk/alternative scene held a discussion at Artstreet last year.
Recorded by: Shayne Stacy
Equipment Used: Canon HFG30 & Rode Videomic Pro Stereo
This is part 1, part 2 is also available on YT
Headface opening for The Red Hot Chili Peppers on July 9, 1987 at Club Can’t Tell in Sacramento, CA
Jamie White – Bass, Vocals
Curtis Stone – Guitars and Such
Russell Partanen – Sax and sounds not of this earth
Jon Bryant – Vocals and whatnot
Doug Cuffman – Drums and bootybeats
1. Don’t Cry For Today
2. Future Restitution
3. Headface
4. Green Eggs & Ham
5. George
6. Suicide
7. You Can Be Free
8. Love Thy Neighbor
9. Super Bad
10. Drop In The City
11. Monkey Woman
12. I Feel Good
13. Purple Haze
14. Play That Funky Music
15. Funk Out
16. Sin City
Dag Nasty, Die Kreuzen, Doggy Style, more
Club Can’t Tell
Sacramento, CA
03/29/87
Note: Doggy Style. The “Doggy Rock” version of the band played this show. They put out once record called “The Last Laugh”. Featured Brian Baker (Minor Threat, Dag Nasty, Bad Religion) and Doug Carrion (Dag Nasty, Descendents).
Flyer scan by Ken Doose
I usually post Video on weekends but I had a busy day, so you get this. The audio quality isn’t great, but I think I was at this show and I know that a lot of my friends were there too. The quality gets really awful about 15min in, but then it improves for the rest of the show.
Flyer image courtesy of Ken Doose
Recorded by: Mark Martin, I think
Equipment used: Panasonic cosumer recorder
Transfer by: Shayne Stacy
Equipment used: Nakamichi Dragon and M-Audio Audiophile 2496 card
In remembrance of Reed Mullin, I’ll be posting a few C.O.C. shows over the next few days. The first one is one that I know Jeff Arellano (Gus Buss) will be happy to see- he proclaimed this show to be the best C.O.C. show ever.
I usually have good lineage info on Sacramento recordings, but this one is a bit of a mystery. It does not appear to be one of the tapes I got from Mark Martin’s collection. It looks like I might have traded with someone outside of sacramento for it… but there is very little tape hiss. Odd.
Recorded by: Unknown
Transfer by: Shayne Stacy
Equipment used: Nakamichi Dragon, Audiophile 2496 card, Reaper, Sony Sound Forge for normalization and bass boost (yes, it was even less bassy than this).
Submitted by: Lee Osh
Promoter: Clear & Distinct Ideas
[1987]
This is going to be long. So, I went to this show with Matt Polish. In the 1984-1987 time frame, I was a mess. When I would hang out with Matt, we were like the Wonder Twins of debauchery.
I was the hugest DRI fan at the time. I knew every word to every song off the first 2 albums. Kurt saw me singing and gave me the mic during “nursing home blues”- I sang the “got no wife” line. Yes, you can’t hear me because I didn’t know how to sing into a mic. D’oh.
So Matt finds some of the guys from Cactus Liquors and has me pull my car behind the CCT, into a parking space in the alley. We go out to my car and start drinking tequila and talking about ToT and their new band. I have never had tequila before and I am trying to look cool to the band, so I drink WAY TOO MUCH. I pass out in the drivers seat of my car and Matt goes to hang out with Kurt.
I hear a tapping on my window later on. It’s a cop, waking me up. Shit. So I tell him I need to find my friend. I am holding myself up with the side of the alley, hoping to find Matt. I see him with Kurt right at the backstage door outside so I start yelling at Kurt. “KURT! KUUURT! Why do the vocals on Plastique sound different than the rest of the album?”. Kurt said that no one had ever asked him before and he goes into this big explanation about multitracking, stereo effects and delays while I wander away drunk. Matt could not believe this was happening.
He drives us home, and while we are in the drive through of Jack in the Box on Harding in Roseville, I lose my dinner. Matt: “Dude, did you have spaghetti for dinner?”. Yes, you dick.
The next thing I remember I am in my car. Sunlight is in my face and my nose is packed full of puke, and I have the worst hangover ever. I still went to work.
So, I never even knew a riot happened and I only caught the first part of the Discharge spectacle… but I was there. Kinda.
It’s amazing that the cop did not arrest my 19 year old ass for public intoxication. I guess he was busy enough that night. Also happy to not choke on my puke while sleeping.
EDIT: Matt tells me that we were in the car with Josh (bass from DRI), but I remember Tales of Terror guys.
Recorded by: Mark Martin
Equipment Used: Consumer Panasonic Recorder
