Hola, fiends! Remember that great blog BASEMENT SCREAMS? Really kick ass site and the man behind it, Ol' Dirty Murphy, is a helluva guy. Well back in 2013 he let this guy guest post for his DAMAGED; EXPLORING PUNKS ON FILM series. I took on Dave Markey's rare and hard to see Reality 86'd, which chronicled the last Black Flag tour. Basement Screams has gone away, unfortunately, but maybe one of these days J-Murph and I will get our shit together and do that Podcast we talked about!
Tour film starring Black Flag, Painted Willie, and Gone 1986
Directed by Dave Markey, completed in1991, unreleased
officially
Black Flag toured like no other punk band before or after.
Their tour schedules were grueling, spirit breaking affairs that took months in
cargo vans and brought them to every out of the way dump in America. They were
true trail blazers, opening up the US for every other punk/indie band who
followed. This could be one of the reasons the band burned through fourteen different
members in less than a decade.
When
Flag went out for six months in ’86 to support their In My Head album I doubt
anyone knew this would be the band’s swan song. On the album, drummer Anthony
Martinez had replaced Bill Stevenson (Descendents, ALL) and before the tour
bassist Kira Roessler left and was replaced by Cel Revulta. In My Head may have been Black Flag’s
finest recorded moment, sonically speaking-crystal clear production, a
consistency in song writing, and a cohesiveness that albums like My War and
Slip It In lacked.
Tensions
were high in the band and had been for some time particularly between founder Greg Ginn and 4th vocalist
Henry Rollins. Ginn had become more interested in instrumental music while
Rollins had matured and hardened into a creative force in the band and not
merely a yes man for Ginn. The all
instrumental Process of Weeding Out seemed like a clear message to Rollins, but
he stuck it out.
They
struck out across the country with Painted Willie (Dave Markey was the drummer/vocalist) and Ginn’s jazz/punk three piece Gone
(which featured future Rollins Band rhythm section of Sim Cain on drums and
Andrew Weiss (Ween) on bass). Markey brought a Super 8 camera along and
captured this odyssey. The end result of Reality 86’d is a loose, irreverent
look into a LSD and weed driven journey of thirteen individuals that at
different times come off as brilliant, silly and/or boring. No one seems
especially self conscious, the bands sound amazing (particularly Gone). It’s an
adventurous art film and captures the last recorded moments of one of America’s
most influential bands (you can clearly see the roots of Grunge). But what’s
missing is an emotional depth, probably due to the fact that Markey didn’t know
that he was capturing the end of Black Flag, in other words, this ain’t no Last
Waltz.
I
would say there are two books that are required reading to accompany Reality
86’d that give the film a gravity and an emotional punch that it lacks on it’s
own. First and obviously is Rollins’ Get In The Van; On The Road With Black
Flag. The last half of his book are intense reading and especially the
Apocalypse Now feel of the ’86 tour. Second is Rollins’ friend Joe Cole’s book
Planet Joe, which chronicled in wild detail this tour along with the first
Rollins Band tour. Cole served as roadie and documented some of the most
harrowing moments of those six moths. (Cole would tragically be shot dead in
’91 when he and Rollins were being mugged outside of their home).
Reality
86’d is an important document, it has a great psychidelic/punk vibe like it’s a
vision of the future from a more primitive time and should have a place on
every punk or music nerd’s shelf. But sorry, sunshine, you can’t own it. Not
legally anyway. Greg Ginn blocked any release of this film for reasons known
only to him. Even as recently as 2011 he demanded it be taken down from Vimeo,
where Markey had uploaded it for free viewing, but the internet wins, because you can view it all over over
the web (I watched it on Youtube). I hold out hope that Reality 86’d will get
an official release someday along with Flag’s ’82 demos which any fan must
hear. Flag has reformed, going out
on tour and releasing a new album this year, so all hope may not be lost, but
then again, I’m an optimist.
3.5 Severed Thumbs Up (or 3.5 Screaming Jamies, if you like)
