Following the news of Throwdown’s return at SXSW this year with a Texas vs. NYC event, it seems only appropriate to take a look back at the history of Friday Night Throwdown, and the coverage we’ve had of it here on Superchief over the years. For the uninitiated; Friday Night Throwdown wasn’t just NYC’s best underground boxing event, it was NYC’s best underground party.
The organization that brought Ford models, Marines and Bloods together for New York’s best underground party is bringing their business to Austin, and bringing with them a Texas vs. NYC event…and Superchief will be covering the whole thing, from start to finish.
From the world of UNSTOPPABLE TOMORROW, Superchief Gallery NYC returns this spring with John Felix Arnold III’s EXCORRIGIA | THE SCOURGE, an exhibition of new works in painting, drawing, mixed media, installation, and sound. The exhibition will run from April 3 through April 13, and there will be an opening reception on Thursday, April 3 from 6-10pm at CultureFix on 9 Clinton Street.
“SORRY ABOUT THE BLOOD ON THE WALLS.” When New York’s legendary cult of rage, Missing Foundation, played in the WFMU studios in 1986, they didn’t destroy the place or set any fires, but you can bet that it was nothing short of complete and utter mayhem. Watch it in full, right here.
Listen to “Two-Faced” off the SoCal punks’ new LP, featuring cover art from Alex Heir and Heather Benjamin.
“High on Hunger” is Jane Chardiet’s new zine, featuring personal essay, photography and interviews with 12 artists, including some of our favorites, about their 2013 and their artistic goals in the new year, along with photographs of each licking fire. It’s good stuff, so I asked Jane about her 2013, because turnabout’s fair play and that’s how the game works.
Whatever your city is doing, what the homies out in B-More are doing is 10x as crazy. 12 O’ Clock Boys is one of the hardest movies we’ve seen in a long time, hands down, exploring a city and a culture that just doesn’t give a fuck (and featuring Baltimore himies like Schwarz on the soundtrack) the film gets more done in it’s 75 minutes than most documentaries do in twice that.
Head back into the Thunder Zone with Juiceboxxx’s new video for “Thunder Jam #8″ off “I Don’t Wanna Go Into the Darkness”, featuring Andre Hyland, aka Jesse Miller.
I dare you not to dance to this jam when it comes on in the living room of a house party at midnight. Everyone will be losing their shit like they were 18 and you’ll be like “damn, how’d they just do that?”
Sometimes you just want to breath real deep and talk to a good friend about something heavy that’s been on your mind for some time.
THEY SAID IT COULDN’T BE DONE, BUT HERE WE GO AGAIN. New York’s 2nd annual (is it annual now?) punk incest fest, New York’s Alright, will once again take place this year from April 18th to the 21st in various venues across this great shithole. Posers welcome.
Our homie Reginald Péan is having an opening tomorrow at Secret Headquarters in L.A. for his zine “Smokin Bones: Grim Creeper and the Lust Bunnies”, along with a showing of his work all throughout the month of February at Secret Headquarters. Death and babes on the west coast; it’s gonna be sick.
Talking shit on random tapes cuz I wanna. Round one: Mongrel, Skinny Puppy, Madonna, Gowanus Mutant Kommandos, Temple of the Dog and MORE.
Heroin addicted aliens in queer, neon, druggy, dystopian scumbag 1980′s New York. Don’t miss it.
Ricky Luanda of the experimental NYC punk band Chain Gang, one of the coolest bands ever, passed away earlier this week from esophogeal cancer. Watch 10 minutes of the bands’ rare, legendary, batshit crazy 1980′s film “MONDO MANHATTAN” right here.
Maks Suski has been hard at work documenting live music in NYC on video for the last 4 years; we asked him to compile a list of some of his favorite videos that he’s shot, a list that includes Japanther, Action Bronson, Death Grips, Culo, Crystal Castles, Limp Wrist, Black Pus and more.
“Although Tiny Leg’s sound owes much of it’s inspiration to the Oakland glucose and thumbtrack scenes of the mid-nineties, and has been called by HotFridge magazine ‘a thumbcore homage to the sound of Velvet Curtis and Taco’ and ‘a slick-stale, neo-juicy, post-hipster alchemy, somewhere in between gluke-wave and puke-base’ by PeckerwoodsToday, those sentences are too journalistic and not souague enough, if one may permit my french.”
aka “BREAK STUFF TO THIS”
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