Bubble gum cards have a long and rich history of being a fun way to waste spare change while indulging our inner desire to collect useless junk for dubious purposes. Who amongst us didn’t spend way too much of their allowances trying to complete that jumbo picture of Curley-Joe (as if there could have been any other kind) on the back of the 3 Stooges cards?
Punk rock’s mainstream exposure was at its apex in 1977, leading to a set of punk rock bubble gum cards foisted on the impressionable youth of the Netherlands. Neder punk seemed to be loosely defined to include no actual Neder bands, but did include Dwight Twilley, Split Enz, and these 2 shots of our boys. Go figure.
It’s obvious to me that whoever made these was not a baseball card guy. They left the backs of these things blank, and missed the priceless opportunity to post useless filler on the back of these as my old baseball cards used to have, such as “Eddie was voted Most Likely to Die a Fiery Death in high school,” or “Young Johnny Rotten was voted Most Vile by his peers in 1st tier.”
The problem with buying bubble gum cards is that the companies always salted the packs with a zillion copies of nobodies, the Joe Schlobotniks of the world, thereby forcing you to buy a lot of packs to find the stars. Judging from my stack of approximately 75 1968 John Bocabellas that were accumulated while searching for that Nolan Ryan rookie card, if my luck with punk rock cards held true to form, I would have wound up with 65 Babys and zero Sex Pistols.
Please tell me that these came with beer-flavored gum!
— Salvi C.
March 2015 marks the 40th anniversary of “The Dictators Go Girl Crazy.” Ignored and/or ridiculed at the time of its release, it’s since grown to be rightfully seen as a classic smart-azz manifesto.
It’s impossible to overstate the influence the lp had on me, and probably on you, our loyal audience, as well. This blog would not exist if not for GGC.
Reams of praise have been written about the album over the years, all if it deserved. Hell, we devoted a full week to its 35th anny back in 2010 (read it all here). Rather than try to come up with more in the same vein, we here at the DFFD Blog, in the style you’ve grown to know and tolerate, have come up with a new perspective on that mysterious, embryonic era of the band. Starting very soon, we’ll be running a multi-part interview with — wait for it — Stu Boy King. Believe it, Baby!
— Salvi C.
Photo by Adam Gerstein
Still bringing it, at 61 years of age.
Except for the weather, the scenery, and the girls, there are hardly any reasons to be jealous of life on the West Coast. The Dictators NYC’s current tour is one of the rare exceptions. By all accounts, they are thrilling both diehards and newbies alike, and with the added bonus of JP stepping up front as a guest vocalist for the opening band, there’s only one place I’d like to be tonight!
— Salvi C.
On the eve of the band’s first West Coast invasion since 2003, let’s wish happy birthday to the Human Metronome, J.P. “Thunderbolt” Patterson.
It’s always great to see Ex-Dictators mentioned in the news, or at least in the pseudo-news. But what’s next — are you gonna tell me they DON’T wanna rock??
Members Of Twisted Sister Now Willing To Take It
— Salvi C.
By Hanna Toresson
Celebrate the anniversary of Andy Shernoff’s birth today (April 19) along with the DFFD Blog!