Blog-Empfehlung: Abandoned 7"s

Obwohl ich bisher immer anderer Meinung war, muss man offenbar nur hartnäckig genug im Bodensatz des Internets wühlen, um ab und an auch mal eine Perle unter der erdrückenden Masse von blutlosen Blogs und Webzines zu finden. Mir zumindest ist vor ein paar Tagen ein toller Blog namens Abandoned 7"s untergekommen (fragt besser nicht, nach was ich wirklich gesucht habe). Auf bloggt ein Kerl nach 12 Jahren WG-Leben mit einer gefühlten Millarde HC-Kids über die von seinen Ex-Mitbewohnern in der Wohnung zurückgelassenen 7"-Singles und teilt dabei nach allen Seiten aus.

Hier der Anfang eines Posts über die Policy Of Three 7" auf Bloodlink Records:
Well I just made a nice discovery! It hadn’t occurred to me to write about this record, because as far as these things go, Policy of 3 was a good band. They were intelligent early east coast emo when emo was still recognizable as “emotional hardcore” and not “pop punk without the jokes” or “scream crying to blast beats” or any of the other horrible things it eventually manifested as. Someone in grad school for linguistics or some cultural crit bullshit should consider writing about the insanely wide range of sonically (not a word) disparate musics that the term “emo” has been applied to over time. There’s some mileage there. I’m not going to because all eleven seasons of 7th Heaven are on Hulu now.
I decided to take a look inside this record, and lo and behold- it includes a mini zine of short essays by friends of the band. Promising! My eyes light up when I see that Scott Beiben, who ran Bloodlink Records, made a contribution. Kind of an infamous 90s hardcore/punk weirdo character, this dude did puppet shows, had a band that only played “instruments” made from bike parts, and gave workshops before shows he had set up that were focused on basically how to scam companies out of small amounts of money. To, like, fuck with the system, and stuff.
I didn’t even get to Beiben’s entry. The first essay in the zine turned out to be a legitimately masterful piece of satire by one Joseph A. Gervasi, who was the bass player’s (Bull) brother. Joe was behind No Longer A Fanzine, which I was aware of at the time but never read, and I’m now kicking myself about that. The Gervasi brothers later went on to do Exhumed Films, which set up screenings of horror and cult films in Philly and NJ. It is because of them that I have seen a triple feature of Herschell Gordon Lewis gore classics at an actually nice theater in a strip mall in Jersey, so thanks for that, gentlemen. 
Please read the entire essay, entitled MASTURBATION IS PUNK. It is a wonderful example of something I’ve talked about here before ...