Onslaught – Complete Control Records – 1983 / Necro – Practice – 1983 / Virus – Live At Richard Hale School – 1983 / Necro – Practice – 1982

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL THE KILL YOUR PET PUPPY BROWERS; THE FIRST DAY OF 2012 SEES A VERY SPECIAL POST FOR THE SITE; JUST A LITTLE PERSONAL HISTORY WHICH IN A SMALL PART HAS MY YOUNGER BROTHER ROB INVOLVED. COINCIDING (NEARLY) WITH HIS BIRTHDAY AND THE TWENTY NINE YEAR OLD CASSETTE RECORDING THAT HE GAVE TO ME AT THIS POINT IN 2010.

THIS POST HAS BEEN A YEAR IN THE MAKING!

I SHOULD THINK THIS POST HAS LIMITED APPEAL TO ANYONE OUTSIDE THE IMMEDIATE SCENE OF THOSE TIMES IN HODDESDON / HERTFORD / WARE BUT I DO HOPE OTHER BROWSERS WILL ENJOY SOME OF THIS POST. GO ON GIVE THIS RARE RECORD AND EVEN RARER CASSETTE TAPE A LISTEN; YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

THANKS TO TIM EX NECRO FOR THE EFFORT SHOWN WITH THE ESSAY.

Onslaught – State Control

Onslaught – No More / First Strike

Necro – Practice – 1983 – Side One (THREE PIECE)

Necro – Practice – 1983 – Side Two (THREE PIECE)

Necro – Practice – 1983 (THREE PIECE)

Virus – Live At Richard Hale School, Hertford 1983

Necro – Practice – 1982 (FOUR PIECE)

Necro – Practice – 1982 (FOUR PIECE)

One person’s summation and brief and incomplete history of a band called Necro and the punk / alternative scene in Hertford and Ware in the early 1980’s.

The 1970’s had promised so much and spectacularly failed to deliver, government was pushed around and about  by union power who in turn were governed by left wing agitators who should have been fighting the rise of the right wing movement instead of battering a notionally left wing government. Out of the boredom and frustration of the black, white and grey colours of England, punk rock blew everything apart, or so the myth goes. By 1980 the Sex Pistols had dissolved into a dead circus horse being flogged around the arena of the music business, The Clash whilst playing top rock n roll had moved stateside and seemed less and less relevant, The Damned were little more than a damned good night down the venues the band were performing in. These bands belonged to our older brothers and sisters, our older uncles and aunties. Whilst we loved the poses and the music, it offered little more to us than the fallen labour government offered to the union members and workers  who had blindly supported it… In short punk was dead and buried.

But out of the darkness and the grey, out of the sneers and gobbing a new set of groups jumped off the stages, into the record shop racks and through to the front pages of the music press. The Ruts, the UK Subs, Crisis, the Newtown Neurotics, the Angelic Upstarts, Theatre Of Hate and most importantly, dressed in black military uniforms and boots, rattling like a machine gun and shouting to us, about us,  came the huge alternative musical,  political and art movement that was spearheaded by Crass. Although Johnny Rotten had screamed ‘get off your arse’ here was something, a movement that seemed to mean it. Our year zero had arrived for us.

Necro, were a group of school friends with similar interests in music who spent most of their time sitting around each other’s bedrooms listening to records we had bought with pocket and paper-round money and cooking up ways to form a band. Andy’s older brother played bass and mine played guitar so we could talk a bit about the practical side of music. Andy, after much saving, bought a Les Paul copy guitar, covered it in C.N.D stickers and paid an acquaintance  to build an amp with built in fuzzbox (don’t forget, purchasing  instruments back in the early 1980’s was much more expensive than they are now). I eventually saved the money to buy a small drum kit (thanks to £100 left to me by my gran).

[Tim and Andy at the very beginning of Necro being formed – Photograph from Andy Lane’s collection]

The band, a band, in theory, had been formed. During Saturday afternoons in the autumn of 1981 the curtains were drawn in my parents backroom as they ‘went shopping’ for the afternoon, bless them. The amps were fired up, drums were attacked mercilessly. It was glorious, out of time, out of tune and chaotic… Friends came around with various instruments and then left.

[Tim / Andy / Bill practice – 1981 – Photograph Tim]

My inept drumming was matched by Andy’s belief that all you needed to know was open E and then bar chords to play any tune. We attempted to play Clash songs, Crass songs and UK Subs songs. Steve, although not around during the initial rehearsals  had the best record collection of us all, and who was quite wordy, joined on vocals and by late autumn or early winter the group had settled down to have Steve on vocals, Andy guitar, Bill on bass and me on drums.

[Steve / Andy / Tim practice – 1981 – Photograph Tim]

Andy and I had spent the half term school holiday writing half a dozen songs, Steve had come up with the name Necro. We would settle for that as a decent name to shock some of the public who actually would know what the name meant. All that we needed now was for the world to listen.

Revolution rarely happens in isolation and whilst we were planning and rehearsing to take the world on there was a whole bunch of other groups in the Ware / Hertford area doing the same. From the angry to the arty, from poets to the punks. Bands like Onslaught, Virus, Moscovite 5, Rig Veda And The Twins, Dicotoledan, Timmy And The Wheelbarrows, The Plugs, The Frets and a whole other set of bands I can’t remember the names of with so many years passing. Some bands were real runners, some bedroom pipe dreams, but all were coming out of the mire at the same time in the same place. Necro were first and foremost mates, and we would go along to hear Onslaught (the then top punk band from the area) practice and the floor shook they were so loud! Rig Veda were arty like Orange Juice and were cool. Each one of these bands and people were a crucial ingredient in the very scene that was emerging. You couldn’t walk down the street on a Saturday afternoon without bumping into someone from one of the bands. Also worth noting was the relative close proximity to towns like Welwyn Garden City, Stevenage and Harlow. All these three areas having vibrant punk scenes already established with venues, record shops and fanzine culture. The centre of London was a forty five minute train journey away. Small Wonder records in Walthamstow was only around an hour away via all the public transport connections.

The winter of 1981 going through to 1982 was cold and long. A number of gigs were being arranged by friends at the Pioneer Hall and at the Richard Hale School in Hertford.

[Penguin far right of crowd drinking something with hand on wall – All photographs above – Pioneer Hall – 1982 – Photograph Tim]

All gigs were C.N.D benefits, though probably not big fund raisers as they were between 30p and 60p to get in and only around seventy people in attendance!

[Penguin remembers Onslaught performing at Richard Hale school when the bassist Sam who had missing front teeth and a one string Rickenbacker bass tried to explain to a mixed race skinhead the irony of wearing a Y.N.F shirt and hanging out with the handful of other white Y.N.F skinheads that had turned up for the gig]

Posters were made and photocopied. Evenings were spent fly-posting them, usually alongside C.N.D posters. Some nights it was so cold and damp the posters fell off the lamp-posts and walls as soon as we pasted them up. Occasionally we were stopped by the police, usually when Steve mentioned his surname we got a ‘take care son’ and were left alone (Steve’s dad was in the police). It was always good fun, there was a feeling of I fought the law and got away with it (I was never sure of the punishment for a fourteen year old bill stickerer if anything had not gone right on the night). The early gigs were chaotic and brilliant fun, the audience being made up of mates and people from other bands. Necro played at the local Hertford Conservative Club; surely we could convert the ruling classes with our blend of music, lyrics and slogans written on the back of our leather jackets? A teacher at school was a club member and we asked if we could play on the night (he had no idea what sort of music we played). He got us a spot on a Saturday disco night. A friendly art teacher with a penchant for The Clash drove us to the club. After arriving things clearly weren’t going to go as planned, and after just one song the microphone we borrowed off the D.J was pulled and Andy’s lovely fuzzbox bearing amp unplugged. We were ‘banned from the Tory Club…OK…never much liked playing there anyway…think they only wanted well behaved boys…etc etc’.

Top street cred ratings and the teacher went onto state “you should never dismiss seeing a band twice, but I think Necro is the exception to the rule”.

We should remember that the early 1980’s were highly politically charged times. Unemployment had hit three million, industry was being shut down, riots in Toxteth, Bristol and Brixton, the nuclear arms race and possible use of those nuclear arms was a very real possibility, public services were starting to get demolished by chunks (except the police and army who were given generous pay rises), and led by one Maggie Thatcher who made it clear that she was not only made of iron, she certainly wasn’t for turning. Oh yes, then she declared war on Argentina, more of that later. This war was as illegal as the recent Iraq war. On top of all this, the nazi right in the form of the National Front was on the rise and certainly on the march. The mainstream politics was either right (Tory) or left (Labour), the mush of consensual right wing politics of today was a long way away…

The songs we wrote in Necro were about the world around us and how we wanted it to change. Songs were written about the right wing press, about the (then soon to be) development of Stansted airport, about the arms race, about the police state and Maggie’s stooges. In fact we wrote about all the usual political targets. As we played more we got slightly better, we recorded the rehearsals on hand held Binatone and Soundhog cassette recorders, to us they sounded great. Andy showed up one day with a new fuzzbox, it made his guitar buzz even more like an angry wasp caught in the Ramones guitar amp! We walked around like a gang and all was going well until…

Our prime minister, Maggie Thatcher, whilst festering in the opinion polls engaged in an illegal war with Argentina, the start of hostilities from the UK was the sinking of the Belgrano whilst it was sailing away from the exclusion zone around the Falklands. After a jingoistic build up ‘our lads’ sailed to the Falklands and fought a war resulting in the deaths of between 900 and 1300 soldiers and the maiming and injuring of several hundred others. From feeling we could change the world the world had been changed in front of our eyes, the carpet pulled from under the punk and wider protest movement  and the political landscape in this country was changed forever…

[January 1983 – Virus performing at Stevenage Bowes Lyon House – Andy ex Necro on vocals – Other members of Virus backstage at Stevenage Bowes Lyon House – Subhumans headlined the gig – Destructors also supported – Both photographs from Andy Lane’s collection]

Andy left Necro to sing for his brothers band Virus (Skinner on guitar, Andy on vocals, Richard on bass and Russ on drums). Necro were left directionless and a bit let down.  Steve, Bill and I toyed about but without Andy’s bar chords and one string guitar leads driving us forward we didn’t know what to do. Another Andy joined us on guitar briefly but it didn’t quite work out. As Virus and Onslaught gained a reputation and played more gigs, Necro languished in those bands shadow.

The Autumn of 1982.

[All photographs above – Stevenage Times Club – 1982 – Photograph Tim]

Paul, another friend and a proper bonafide guitarist came to our rescue. We rehearsed new songs, landed a C.N.D benefit gig at the prestigious Times Club in glamorous Stevenage and were ready again to take on the world. We swapped the fuzz box for a more ‘pop’ Clash influenced sound. I’d learnt to keep time, Bill could walk a bass-line, Steve’s lyrics were intelligent and personal. The first song we wrote during this line up was about the self-expression of spray-painting. At this time ‘graffiti’ artists were not about getting exhibitions at art galleries. Walls and hoardings were fair game and there for political slogans and ideas to be painted onto.  For the Stevenage Times Club gig, we took a coach load of mates over and got the blame for the windows being smashed later that night!

[Penguin remembers Virus had a distinct Discharge sound and Andy had small spikes which were similar to Cal from Discharge at that time; Virus and Necro went to Stevenage Bowes Lyon house for a Subhumans and Destructors gig and Virus were first on support for that night]

In true Necro form things fell apart again, Paul left to pursue a more musical direction, and Bill petulantly declared he needed to play with proper musicians. The gloves were off and Steve and I were looking for a guitarist and bassist. Rob Baxter came along with a bass guitar and a top record collection no doubt some pilfered from elder brother Mickey (at some point much later in the 1980’s to be known as ‘Penguin’). Simon was a friend from another band who joined on guitar.

[Short lived four piece with Simon – Tim / Steve / Rob / Simon – 1982 – Photograph Tim]

Although Simon was a good friend he didn’t really get what we wanted to do and after a disastrous gig at the Triad club in Bishops Stortford, noted for all four of us travelling in Rob and Mickey’s dads car with a guitar amp across our collective legs, a confrontation with skinhead nazis and sadly missing out on a trick as Steve and Simon from the Newtown Neurotics along with Colin from Flux were in the audience to witness our band Necro’s performance. I very much doubt that performance impressed them.

[Rob at fourteen years old at the time of Necro with donkey jacket and Spurs scarf]

Simon left and we were on the search for another guitarist. We rehearsed with a heavy metal freak called Martyn, but those rehearsals were thankfully short lived. So the solution came from within the band itself. Rob was learning the guitar and Steve the bass, so it made sense to follow our noses and become a three piece. I think rehearsals were probably torturous for my mum and dads neighbours, but we battled on and the sound took on a more raw quality. The cassettes of these rehearsals sounded OK and we had a couple of gigs to aim for. Rob developed a nice trebly sound to his guitar, which was exciting and angular and Steve could hold a simple bass-line down as he shouted along.

[Penguin with his Spurs scarf, Crombie overcoat and sta press trousers on, captured on this photograph standing in-between Rob playing guitar and Steve the bassist / vocalist behind the amps. Some other herberts are also sitting around the back of the amps and a splendid rainbow wall mural livening up the place – Rye Road Youth Club – 1983 – Photograph Tim]

[Penguin remembers Rob painting a back drop for Necro on an old bed sheet photographed above – He used the wrong kind of paint so it was not that easy to fold the sheet after the paint had dried onto it, in fact impossible, it was like folding a garden fence – Rye Road Youth Club – 1983 – Photograph Tim]

[Rye Road Youth Club – 1983 – Photograph Tim]

Gig number one as a three piece was at the Rye Road Youth Club in Hoddesdon in February 1983, it had been a snowy, cold, wet winter and a thick layer of slush lay on the roads as the mini-bus we were using with mates in pulled up outside the youth club.  Myself and Steve not really knowing the Hoddesdon scene that well, chatted to the other bands and got to know each other. Rob and his brother Mickey lived just around the corner to this youth club in this rather unglamorous town with a large skinhead population on the Essex / Hertfordshire border.  Necro played, we were quite good, there was a bit of agro from some Hoddesdon skinheads and then the malteser incident happened!  What was a single malteser wittily sent flying at the band by someone in the audience, which I thought was hilarious, soon turned into Necro being ‘maltesered’ off the stage in local Hoddesdon folk-law! I only wish our exit had been that dramatic! Some of the local skinheads threw lighted match boxes (full of a complete set of now ignited matches) at Rob’s head several times throughout the heckling, but that was good natured (I think) as Rob and Mickey vaguely knew those skinheads.

[Penguin remembers Necro also performed at the Rye House Tavern in Hoddesdon in front of the same skinheads around this time, and it was well behaved, it had to be as in those days the landlord ruled those skinheads with an iron fist. The band were not allowed to drink alcohol in the pub though, being at least two or three years under age]

By the summer of 1983 Thatcher had singlehandedly claimed victory in the Falklands, had broken much of the trade union movement and weathered the storms of northern Ireland and the riots. She was returned to power in the general election with a landslide majority, for those who thought the battle was being won, how wrong we were. Worse (or at best more of the same) was to come  in the form of the breaking of the miners’ strike during the Orwellian year 1984, the dismantling of local government as it then stood and the erosion of personal freedoms. Whatever in-roads the movement had made, or believed it had made, were spat back out. The in-roads became personal journeys of awakenings and realisation  for individuals and groups of like-minded people, but any sting we hoped we’d make on the government or the ‘system’ was swatted away by the media, the police and the army. A vivid memory of this time is going on the C.N.D demonstration at Greenham Common on April 1st of that year. We arrived early and stood around talking to each other and groups of police, who were quite chatty and kept telling us that not many protesters were going to come along. Then some coaches appeared on the horizon, followed by some-more; then a never ending convoy headed towards the air-base, ‘fair-cop gov’! The U.S airbase was surrounded and we marched in tight formation, as you got to the top of one hill the ground would dip down to reveal thousands upon thousands of people, wearing black (the chosen colour of the movement), in a sea of protest, there was certainly no lack of a feeling of strength.

[Penguin remembers Necro, were billed to perform with Conflict at the Tudor Hall in Hoddesdon, a gig that Tim from Necro part organised but sadly never happened due to threats to the venue from the N.F skinheads in the area, later to be highlighted by Tim as the main article in the Sounds music paper letter pages – Original poster for the gig written out / designed by Tim above the Sounds article]

[All photographs above – Flux – Hartham Common Peace Festival – 1983]

The next gig was to be at the Hartham Common Peace Festival in Hertford.

Myself, Steve and other friends had been instrumental in organising the festival. A friendly lorry driver had been persuaded to park his lorry there to form the stage, it was true DIY and we had bagged Flux Of Pink Indians to headline. Necro were to be performing second on the bill with a host of other local bands in what was planned as a celebratory afternoon in aid of C.N.D, but in true fashion things didn’t quite go according to plan.

[Rob with some school friends turning up to the Hartham Common Peace Festival gig ready to support Flux Of Pink Indians; which sadly did not happen]

We and other C.N.D factions marched from Ware to Hertford and arrived on Hartham common to be greeted by a large group of N.F skinheads. Peace festival this was not going to be. Some of the N.F skinheads were from further afield, Harlow and Stevenage, but many of them were idiots that could be seen in and around Hertford starting fights and generally being arseholes. With these also came a largish police presence, who were unwilling to ask the N.F to leave. Wonder why? Me too…!

[Penguin remembers the march to Hertford County Hall at the end of the C.N.D march where Steve, the vocalist from Necro unfolded a Crass ‘Nagasaki Nightmare’ sleeve and read from it word for word to the crowd in attendance whilst the poster was being blown around by the wind. I think it ended up ripped in half]

[Flux – Hartham Common Peace Festival – 1983]

It became clear that the tight time plan for the festival had gone and the time slots allocated to the support bands had just slipped away, Flux were planning to meet the N.F face on was the little information that I had to explain this to other people and band members. Apologies were made to the local bands as we all walked around with guitars and drumsticks looking lost. Flux had brought a band called D & V with them who played a short set, then Flux took the stage and Derek Birkett, in an attempt to show the stupidity of the NF’s arguments offered them  some of their set time to debate the issues on stage, refer to a previous KYPP post for a recording made on my Binotone cassette recorder for the full debate. (Hear that tape HERE ). Flux’s strategy worked and the N.F ‘intelligensia’ took the stage. He could string three words together almost coherently, he  contradicted himself, said he’d prefer to be called a nazi and generally proved what a bunch of misguided and nasty bastards they were.

[Flux – Hartham Common Peace Festival – 1983]

Flux then played a glorious set with the steps up to the ‘stage’ being guarded by a single police officer!

The P.A during Flux Of Pink Indians set was so loud that a wedding in a nearby church had to be stopped as they couldn’t hear what was being said. One of the elders of the festival organisers did mention to me that he hadn’t been told that this would happen… Truth was, no-one knew…

[Penguin remembers around this time Tim from Necro produced the only issue of his fanzine ‘War Is Over’ which had pieces on animal rights, the riots from the previous year and of course the obligatory Crass interview (with Pete Wright on a visit to Dial House) amongst its pages]

After the Hartham peace festival, Steve who I had a feeling had been thinking of moving on decided to leave the band. I was quite upset. Steve had become my closest mate and the band had been a platform for that friendship. But I knew that he’d had enough of it and wanted to concentrate on other things in his life. Although I’d formed a good friendship with Rob, and we both tried to carry on for a short while, Necro wasn’t going to work without the main lyricist and vocalist so the band just drifted to an end. I did feel a little bit guilty about the band finishing just as Rob had started to stamp his mark on it but that’s rock’n’roll folks!

Although only a tiny bubble in our local music scene, the era of Necro and the other bands Onslaught and Virus was a gloriously creative time where almost all things seemed possible and maybe they were. The bubble burst around the time of the Hartham peace festival. The backdrop of politics at the time was crucial to both the development and ending of the movement and maybe moving onto to try and change things in different ways was the right way to go…

But above all the times were fun!

[Penguin remembers buying The Onslaught 7” single from Kensington Our Price record shop towards the end of the summer in 1983, a rare and fine record indeed. It was released by Mark Flunder who was a well known face in the Hertford scene. Mark had a stint performing and recording with the Television Personalities in 1982 and was also involved (in an organisational way) with The Marine Girls and Ten Cubic Feet. He performed later on in the McTells, and  much later on in Sportique and Cee Cee Beaumont – Matt the guitarist of Onslaught joined up with west country band Idiot Strength as that bands drummer. Matt sadly is no longer with us]

Rob as a guitarist helped to form other bands throughout the rest of the 1980’s (hear anothor of Rob’s mid 1980’s bands on KYPP HERE )

[Penguin remembers one of Rob’s latter bands were banned from the Harlow Square due to the vocalist taking all his clothes off and hanging upside down from the lighting rig. Rob performing the gig at the time did not notice this oddity on the stage but only knew when I told him later on after the band had wandered off the stage. How he missed that I still do not know!  Rob must have been well out of it. Rob was also in a band with one of our dear friends Simon N who later on became known as Ossian Brown. Ossian now performs in Cyclobe. Rob has now lived in Sheffield for decades and is an art teacher]

I joined a band from Hoddesdon called Strontium 90 (of which Paul, ex Necro, was already in), Andy was sacked from Virus for singing too weirdly and shortly afterwards trained to become a P.E teacher. Eventually Andy formed another (non punk) band called Headless Eyes. Bill got a tattoo!

Written by Tim Voss – Necro

This post is dedicated to my younger brother Rob (pictured above with Mickey ‘Penguin’ circa 1982) who is celebrating his birthday on the 2nd January.

This post is also dedicated with love to Tim Voss who has crossed our paths once more for the first time in almost thirty years. Photograph of Tim taken by Mickey ‘Penguin’ at Steve Ignorant’s last night of performing Crass songs. Thanks for the essay you wrote for Kill Your Pet Puppy Tim.

ALL MATERIAL FROM MICKEY ‘PENGUIN’S COLLECTION except the live performance Virus cassette tape and the photographs credited to Andy Lane’s collection. Other Necro photographs are courtesy of Tim’s collection which are also credited.

 

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33 thoughts on “Onslaught – Complete Control Records – 1983 / Necro – Practice – 1983 / Virus – Live At Richard Hale School – 1983 / Necro – Practice – 1982”

  1. Another excellent post Pengy (and Tim): a snapshot of what was happening up and down the country at the time. Happy New Year!

  2. Good post (so many words)
    I like this comment (Andy’s belief that all you needed to know was open E and then bar chords to play any tune.)
    Josef Porter managed to squeeze out 4 or 5 wonderful albums using the very same method.

  3. Thanks Penguin! I hope the surviving members of Onslaught get to see it. So many memories! Richard Hale gigs, Flux at Hartham Common (I saw that idiot Nazi make a fool of himself), Matt – missed much by many (I’m sure Steve Corr will send this link to Matt’s sons), Sam’s missing teeth, Hertford Tory club (I used to sneak in and put up Crass posters), Mark Flunder in Hertford in the early 80s! Great reading thanks x

  4. BTW I still have a few copies of Onslaught’s single if anyone knows band members who would like one, email me (justinelouisebutler@hotmail.com). I’m not in touch with Tom, Simon, Sam or Adrian… Cheers!

  5. Great post + happy new year to everyone x

    Got loads of tapes for ya Pengy. Maybe see you on my birthday?

    PS: When did Igs turn into Patrick Stewart? 😉

  6. Hi Justine, those singles you still got hopefully would go to the band, but if they can not be sourced then I have placed this post up on the Bullshit Detector FB page https://www.facebook.com/groups/bullshitdoco/ And there seems to be some record collecting completists on that page so you could shift them that way. If both of those avenues are a dead duck then could you keep one copy for the Bristol Mob gig and I will give you £££ on the day and then shifty that copy towards my little brother who does not own this artifact.

    Chris how much would this record be worth in Tokyo? Sod all or enough to retire on?
    It would be good to see you on your b day. Archway / Holloway Road as per?
    Private message me the details mate.

  7. Penguin: Great record tho it is, Tokyo or elsewhere, it’s not valuable in monetary/collector’s terms, probably cos it hasn’t been on any of those daft Killed By Death comps which is what appears to ascribe a record’s “value” these days, irrespective of any musical or artistic merit.

    What might confuse things is that there was an early 80s heavy metal band also called Onslaught whose records I believe ARE worth money. To folk with more money than sense, anyway.

    Of course will send you the details, mate. Hardly gonna post them up in public. Look forward to catching up.

  8. The Onslaught to which Chris refers began life not as a metal band, but as a hardcore punk band whose sounds were influenced by the likes of Discharge and GBH. They popped up on various compilations including Bluurg tape release “Wessex ’84” and “Daffodils To The Daffodils Here’s The Daffodils” via Pax. Some people may remember their debut disc Power From Hell released through COR Records by which time they’d shifted direction, adopting a more metal approach to their song writing.

  9. I remember the other Onslaught coming round to our house on Ashley Road in Bristol (1984ish?) which I shared with Tim Bennet amongst others. They were indeed on his record company Children of the Revolution (COR). Bit overdressed I thought. They had words with the Hertford Onslaught too I believe… funny.

  10. Ah!! Of course, that’s why I remember the heavy metal Onslaught! I used to write to COR fanzine (+ still have a few issues as I always thought it was one of the best of that period) Didn’t COR also release the first Political Asylum single? Tho that would have been long after I parted with them.

    Sorry to get off track of the thread.

  11. I got that single Chris in white vinyl (if I remember rightly). I should place it up on this KYPP site. Think it was a drum machine on the tracks? Would that be right?
    Justine so you got to meet both Onslaughts? Great stuff. Reckon the Hertford bunch were best though huh?

  12. Great post by Tim and Mike which although focussed on the Hoddesdon / Hertford / Ware scene could be translated to most towns around the country in the early eighties….although I do seem to remember Hoddesdon having a lot of skinheads!

    TBH Tim’s and Mike’s recollection of Necro gigs is far superior to mine…Years of abuse! But I did literally learn guitar in 4-6 weeks (very punk). I did get better (check other recording) but my ethos was not for 5 minute solos anyway…More like 5 pints! Hence no recollection of naked singer incident at the Square in Harlow.

    Good to see a pic of Tim looking well. He was right that Thatchers Britain specifically in 1982-1984 did destroy a lot of the spirit that we all had at the time but it was a good period creatively.

    Best no-gig memory was with City Indians in 1985. Walked an hour up country lanes with a shopping trolley filled up with guitar and amp to a secret gig in the woods supporting Palm Tree Club who in their ranks had Tig the ex drummer of Newtown Neurotics and also (dressed in SDC style) mohawked Nathen Moore much later to be in one of the first ‘boy bands’ Brother Beyond. Drinking a bottle of vodka (or similar) and being unable to stand up but being able to be beaten up twice that night…

    Hope we did bring some pleasure to some out there – Especially sellers of chocolate confectionary!

    ‘No Sleep to Thundridge’

    Rob

    From the socialist republic of South Yorkshire (and Nick Clegg!)

  13. That secret gig that you never played at in the derilict Thundridge Church was a weird night for sure.
    Those in the woods gigs were still being performed there a few years afterwards after midnight and into dawn. In 1988 I went to London Fields to see Psychic TV and Thatcher on Acid in the afternoon for free (everyone got in free). In the evening went next door to the Hackney Empire to see African Head Charge and other ONU Sound performers (for free – guest list) and then got the train down after midnight to bump into you staggering toward the broken up church. I remember not a lot of that gig apart from after meeting you, falling down a ditch and getting covered in mud. Had to hang around for the night like that.
    Strangely enough as I was still signing on in Hoddesdon in the days I was ‘working’ at All The Madmen in Hackney and then Kings Cross for free (still claiming dole – pre King Penguin Dist) I got roped into a community work for your dole situation for three days a week clearing up local woodland / rivers and so forth. Our hut of (then) unemployables was based in Hertford. Got given brand new steel toe cap boots and a brand new donkey jacket. We ended up clearing the overgrowth around that church in Thundridge and we uncovered lots of ancient grave stones. Got the place unrecognisable to the times I remember bands used to perform there a couple of times a year. This Thundridge church action by our work gang was filmed by Anglia TV over two days. So somewhere around the country I was filmed with the other men and women and broadcast on TV digging for my dole. Never seen the program as we could not get Anglia TV on any TV sets around. Richard Branson came to visit us for a photo op on a seperate occasion. Hanging with the dole-ies on a wooded area clear up somewhere near Stevenage. He spoke to me and I told him I bought plenty of records on his Virgin label. I then asked him for a little lunch money and he actually gave me some cash! Enough to buy a bit of food and a pint in one of the local pubs. Funny thing is I had some money, just wanted to chance my arm… 😉

  14. I just saw Justine’s post about me putting up a link so here it is.

    A bit of an explanation might be helpful first.

    Mathew Brett (he with the big rockabilly quiff) played lead guitar with Onslaught. he then moved to Bristol where I, (with some reluctance)
    took him on as drummer with my new band Idiot Strength.
    He was not only a first class guitarist but as it turned out an exceptional drummer too and contributed an awful lot in terms of ideas and structure to the songs I was writing.

    Anyway, I’ll move on a few years and get to the point.
    Mathew died 7 years ago leaving his partner and two young boys.
    His eldest son took up playing the guitar and started writing songs and it’s quite clear to me that he has his fathers talent in buckets and I only wish Mathew were alive to hear him as I’m sure he would be as bigger fan as me and very proud too.
    Ben and his family live in Brighton he is currently studying at Nottingham University. He came to the Beautiful days festival with me last summer and made quite an impression with Mark, Leah and Tess.
    He has got a band together in Nottingham and I was hoping to have them play at the Mob gig this coming February in Bristol but unfortunately they’re not quite ready.
    Anyway, here is a link to some of his music, send him a fan request

    http://www.myspace.com/benjaminbrettmusic

    This is his band…

    http://www.myspace.com/crashcarousel

    Mr Ardcorr

  15. Thanks for this brilliant account. I remember Necro from the YCND group we had but had forgotten about the marches and the Hartham Peace festival, which I think I had a fund raising stall at selling green things (including green cakes) against the bomb! And I always wondered where that church was as my memory of it is all a bit hazy (it was dark!). Brought back some inspiring memories of the amazing things we were all doing with no money, but a lot of passion. Thanks guys for this, and for all the stuff you did that helped make life in Ware that bit special!

  16. This is brilliant, I came along a bit too late for all this, very much at the arse end but I knew Rob (we were in a band for one assembly at school, he won’t want reminding) and was at that gig at the Harlow Square with the singer hanging upside down from the lights… playing keyboards was Dave Lamb, who’d later go on to be the face of Activia Yoghurt and the voice of Come Dine With Me

    The more I learn about what was going on back then the more I wish I’d either started going out more when I was 12/13 or been born that bit earlier

    I’m sure Penguin was called ‘Grid’ when we were at school

    Also remember a very iconic shot of him (or at least I thought it was) at a Nirvana/Mudhoney/Tad show being in Melody Maker or Sounds

    And I don’t use the word ‘iconic’ lightly

  17. Alright there Andy… Was that assembly band called Politbureau (with Rob and Darren Long)? I think that was the time when some of us came to school after we had officially left and were let up in the scaffolding area above the stage with the lights and sound desk to veiw the ‘gig’ ??? Did one of us walk out with a school tape recorder and other misc electrical stuff at that performance or was that another time??? That bit of thievery actually went to the magistrates court… Yes Grid was a name I accuired at that school. And yes I was in Sounds one time photographed at Nirvanas first show at SOAS in 1989 with Cateran and Tad, who were the headliners for the night… Glad you liked the post. All the best.

  18. I wish it had been Politbureau, Penguin, but… John Cooper was in the band, if you remember him… send my best to Rob, he was a lovely young man

  19. Hi just read this, great to read about old times in and around Hertford.
    Great fun at the time, felt we might make a difference.
    We who were part of Onslaught (the real one) were very sad to hear about Matt Brett, we met and had drink to him in a pub near Kings Cross.

    Cheers to everybody.

    Sam one stringed bassist from Onslaught.

  20. Hi Sam – glad to hear you raised a glass to Matt – I tried to find you all at the time but couldn’t. I would love to hear what you are all up to (Siobhan, Simon, Seonaid, Tom, Alex etc…). Hope life is good for you (justinelouisebutler@hotmail.com).

  21. Virus V1 cassette now added to this post. A live performance from Richard Hale School at the end of the C.N.D march I think. The same gig that Necro and Onslaught also performed at, if that was the C.N.D march day…

  22. The Necro gig at the hall in Hertford was at least a year before Virus (and it was Virus – the V1 was added when someone found out there was a band called that already). We were 14/15 years old when we did the Necro Hertford gig – fabulous stuff. I was 15 when I did the VIRUS gig as it was in the summer of 1982. Virus played Stevenage with the SubHumans in Jan 1983. It drifted after that for many reasons. I joined a band called Headless Eyes and have lots of their music. You can hear it – the background music to this video… how times change. Headless eyes changed members several times and stopped when I went to university in 1988. Headless eyes played lots of gigs in Harlow. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62sxuhT3nEA

  23. Hi Sara. No problem at all. I have the originals of all the photographs that I took at the Festival here but would 300dpi scans be more use? Also I have a spare copy of the Onslaught 7″ record you could borrow if you need to. Obviously (I think you would understand) that if originals are borrowed then they will need to be looked after and some rough date of return organised!

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