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"it is great to discover the other voices of israel. Behind the uniform chanting of the media, the patriotic education, the deification of the army and the political system which represents only the rich, free spirit is still alive. the message of this collection is that struggle is fun, because it offers hope."
Prof. Tania Reinhart
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The total majority of bands on it are from the Left
Bank’s club hardcore phase. We could have dug out for some obscure tracks
from 91, but that would have postponed publishing this anthology for at
least a year. We will get to that when we have the chance.
Additional credits: Eli, Rakefet, Anat, Ofer, Lisa
Autonomous Zone USF (Urban Skate Fanatics) Were formed by kids from Bat Yam and Ness Tziona (some miles southern to Tel Aviv) in early 1996. They played regularly at the "Gada Smalit" (Left Bank) before they toured the East Coast / Midwest of the US in the summer of 1997 (together with Nekhei Naatza) and broke up some weeks before the tour they released a demo tape which most of it was used for their posthumous " released by Volkstaat records in 1998. Some of those songs are recycled here.
ANUS: This Tel Aviv/Kiriat Ono band was one of the most popular bands of the israeli "punk explosion" of the early/mid 90 's even though their only recorded output was a song on the Israeli punk compilation cassette "Parvarotti" released in 1994. Formed in late 1993 they played very often in the Tel Aviv area until their demise in mid 1995. These two songs were recorded in 1994. MY UNIFORM IS BLACKER: existed for a brief time in early2000, playing one show only (in the Gada Smalit of course!) and releasing a CD- r from which this songs were taken The members were mostly from the Tel Aviv area .
GOAL NEFESH Were from Rishon Le'Tzion (Israel's 4th largest city not far from TA) and like Anus , they never released anything besides their appearance on the "Pavarotti" compilation. They recorded a demo during their existence (mid 94-early 95) from which this song was extracted . THE ASTROGLIDES From Herzlya come THE ASTROGLIDES. They were formed in and went through various line up changes playing mostly in The Gada Smalit (the Left Bank club and more recently in the "Patiphon" club in Tel Aviv. The released a CD- r in 1991 and an LP in 2001 on the Israeli indie label Fast Music. They still exist. Because of stupid copyright we could only put one song fuck Acum. PUBLIC DOMAIN Started in Haifa (the 3 rd largest city , in costal north) in late 1992 broke up in early 1995 and were Israel's first Straight Edge band They played only 2 shows released a split tape with Nekhei Naatza (1993 ) and had songs on both "Pavarotti" and "Break The Cultural Curfew" Israeli HC/Punk compilation 7 " which was released by the US label Beer City in 1995. The songs here were recorded for an unreleased 2nd demo
DIR YASSIN Was made up from ex members of USF, Public Domain and Nekhei Naatza. Formed in 1998 they released a demo ( 1998) , a CD -r ( 1998) the “Durchbrechender Geist” 7” (on Germany's Thought Crime 1997 ) a self titled 7" (on Lengua Armada from the US , 2001 ) and appeared on several compilations worldwide. They toured West Europe in the fall of '99. These songs are unreleased.
NISREFET From the Tel -Aviv erea. Formed in1991 and broke up in 1998. They released a disk on the label of “The Third Ear” in1998 and recorded several demos that were never officially released.
NEKHEI NAATZA Hailed from Lehavot Habashan & Dan , 2 "kibbutzim" in the Upper Galilee Paralyzed several times by line up changes they lasted from late 1990 until mid 1997. Their releases includes a split tape (1993 ) "Renounce Judaism" 7 " (Beer City 94' ) "Hail The New Regime" LP (Beer City 1997 ) and a split cassette with Italy's Muddle (1997) . Also appeared on "Pavarotti” and "Break The Cultural Curfew" , as well as several compilations abroad. Broke up after the US tour with USF . These songs recorded in 1997 were part of a planned 2 nd 7 " which remains unreleased
A Brief History - The Left Bank Before
we laid our hands on it, The Left Bank was a living museum of sorts – a
large function room in the second floor of a boring building in the
centre of Tel-Aviv, that was owned by Hadash – the communist party. It
was used mainly as a meeting place (going on since the second world
war!) for party elders who maintained a real temporary autonomous zone
there – a vacuum severed from time and from a reality on which they no
longer have any influence. Saturday nights were dedicated to screenings
of Russian films, attracting many local new immigrants from the former
Soviet Union. Chad Lenchner, active in Hadash as well as Reut* and the
high school students’ letter group**, was practically the only activist
linking the communists’ twilight zone to a world which was equally
surreal perhaps, but at least able to be contemporary – the burgeoning
underground of anarchists, punks and animal-rights activists, inspired
by European and American scenes of the time – 1990.
Operating
as a missing link, Chad initiated the turning of The Left Bank into a
centre for alternative culture. In return he helped with Saturday
nights – manning the projector and selling candybars at the counter…
Thus dodgy types like us started roaming about. Yours truly was drafted
as an “artistic advisor” or something. At the time I looked at the
elders with contempt as rotting Stalinists and hated their demands to
maintain the, erm, design of the place, based on stale black and white
photographs from even staler socialist conventions. Looking back, they
seem almost cute…my opposition to Lenin’s portrait looming over the bar
seems to me today to be lacking the ability to appreciate absurd
contexts. At some stage I almost put violinist and Hadash activist
Ishay Kalmanovitch’s head through the large frame. However, I always
liked the socialist-realist miniature standing on the bar.
The
LB’s first life lasted until the summer of 91, with the gulf war and
one bizarre end-of-the-world party in between. During that time the
place was mainly a venue for underground music, and the first issue of
“It’s All Lies” was produced. The sound quality ranged between
disgraceful to non-existent, but on the other hand door and drink
prices were kept to a market-breaking minimum. The most radical step,
apart from choosing the bands, was the time of playing – around 8 in
the evening instead of the usual past midnight times kept in all other
clubs. This was due to having no operating license whatsoever and a
wish to end all events as fast as possible before the neighbours and
the authorities will notice. But it was also expressing our will to
allow the audience to catch a bus home.
The beginning of the
90’s were critical – a second before grunge. Some of the bands that
made their way to wider acceptance later on played their first concerts
at the LB. I wouldn’t say they “sold out” because those particular
people never shared our market analysis in the first place. They shared
a certain spirit. Some of them were simply too insane to maintain a
viable opinion anyway. Yours truly took LB stage for the last concert
of Noon-Mem. Anarchist lyrics, four chords, and a lead guitarist in a
toga. Testcard 225 scared the shit out of people with Sisters of Mercy
style sunglasses and harsh industrial electronic. One of them is
nowadays a member of Trance heroes California Sunshine.
The
two acts to enter Tel-Aviv mythology were The Mukhtar and Plastic
Venus. The Mouchtar was the first house resident; penning “The Moon and
The Parthenon” and performing it solo every Friday night. It was a
minimalist decadent cabaret with over the top vocals and the
accompaniment of demented accordionist Yehuda Lazarovitch who later on
played the march tune in Chad and Lisa’s delirious wedding ceremony,
taking place at the LB as well. Plastic Venus, a female-led Sonic
Youth/Velvet/Mary Chain hybrid played in the LB twice. 60 people
attended the first time, including rock critic Michael Rorberger who
had his head torn off his neck and accordingly wrote a raving review in
which he compared the LB to Rembetico cellars in Athens, Greece.
The
second time was possibly the best LB night ever. 200 people filled the
room to the ceiling. I was the soundman – I cranked it all up to
eleven, got drunk and proceeded to use the console as a springboard.
Plastic brought a couple of transvestite dancers and made use of the
house’s ancient Soviet film projector. At the end of the show the
police came and shut the place down, but nevertheless failed to wipe
the smiles off our faces.
The resurrection took a few months.
The forced secrecy gave space to different forms of alternative culture
– experimental jazz nights (still going today), a range of political
meetings, gatherings and debates, and fringe theatre. The Left Bank
Theatre Ensemble was formed, with two productions – “A Free Night” and
“Interview”. They took the shows to festivals in Europe and even won
first prizes. I’m reminding you that everything I’m writing about was
done 100% DIY. Yours truly, stuck between bands, put on his own
performance piece “The Mityasering Artist”.
The frustration
with being unable to hold distortion-oriented concerts led to an event
calling on the city hall to finance a space for young bands. We didn’t
mean that to happen too seriously, but we brought it up for debate. We
put up the event in a nearby club - The Penguin –, which is mainly
known for its importance in the eighties. We put Plastic Venus on the
bill as well as Shalosh Cheit and Afor Gashum. Ori Drommer, vocalist
with industrial hardcore masters Duralex Sedlex, did a spoken-word
thing. He was followed by Plastic. Vocalist Ronit Bergman, frustrated
with a useless full-of-himself soundman, started kicking monitors
offstage. Robbie Forel, a mythological wise guy that contributed loads
to the underground and owes me money to the present day, was in charge
of the Penguin that night and pulled the plug. Familiar with his
methods (physical intimidation), we made a move to the box with all the
money. Nir grabbed it only to get his balls kicked by Robbie. It turned
out Nir was serving as bait – Chad made sure beforehand that the money
was stuffed in Tal Offek’s socks. The night concluded in a lengthy
debate at the nearest police station starring Robbie, Chad, the
Penguin’s owner who kept threatening Chad’s life, and a bewildered
officer. The forces that be remained neutral, Chad returned Robbie his
measured share, and for the first time in history someone got out with
cash from a concert at the Penguin.
The LB kept on going in
low profile until one stage, against all odds, the first proper
hardcore-punk event was initiated. Bands like Nekkhei Na’atza were sick
of playing venues with the above-mentioned ethics, alongside street
punk bands attracting drunken, violent crowds. And so was born, in the
mid-nineties, a scene consistent and creative, blossoming to this day.
A new generation started running the place, who’s living spirit was
embodied by folks like Yoni Massey, members of Nekkhei Na’atza and
their act to follow Dir-Yassin, and loads of kids from the northern
city of Haifa.
Parallel to those events that were dominantly
straightedge, a “revolutionary tavern” was opened – a pub holding a
range of radical books and fanzines – local and international. The only
place in town allowing reading Israeli underground comics as well as
the writings of Guy Debord, long before the Israeli intellectual left
caught on. Most of the hardcore events had political themes and some
were benefits to Palestinian and other causes.
In 98 I opened,
with Ronen Idelman, the “beautiful people – boring city” exhibition. A
documentation of Israeli underground bands’ posters. We were crediting
our sorry asses off already back than as the show included the graphic
side of the LB’s activity in the early nineties. The Fluorescents
played in the opening, linking past to present. In the recent year
a new group of people, some involved with the periodical “Resling”,
started holding video-art events, as well as contemporary cultural and
political debates.
It would be difficult for me to evaluate the
LB’s influence on culture and politics in Israel. I can only say that
I’m happy the place exists and that I had the opportunity to be
involved. I have only one regret - the only time I refused letting
someone play – it was a balding forty-something weirdo with cowboy
boots, playing a dangerous mix of country and horah (Israeli folk). He
also shouted “hey!” a lot. He wanted to use the LB for a farewell show
to his friends before leaving for the States. I think it was also his
birthday. I threw him from all the stairs. I took myself too seriously
– I was afraid of damaging the place’s artistic integrity – ha!
Avi Pitchon, May 31-05-2001
* An Arab-Jewish youth movement **
A group of high-school students who sent a letter to the defence
minister at the time, Yitzhak Rabin, declaring that they will refuse
being sent to the occupied territories as part of their military
service.
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