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It’s Gonna Blow!!! - San Diego Music Underground 1986-1996 is a feature length documentary film about San Diego’s influential DIY music scene and its uneasy relationship with the mainstream. Drawing from previously unseen performance footage and interviews with over sixty musicians, promoters and artists such as John Reis (Rocket from the Crypt, Drive Like Jehu), Justin Pearson (The Locust, Swing Kids), Rob Crow (Pinback, Heavy Vegetable), Luke Jenner (The Rapture), Pall Jenkins (Three Mile Pilot, Black Heart Procession), Tom Delonge (Blink-182), Mario Rubalcaba (Clikatat Ikatowi, Off!), the film explores the birth of San Diego’s innovative post-hardcore scene and its early 90s ‘Next Seattle’ hype. Featuring interviews and performances from Drive Like Jehu, Rocket from the Crypt, Trumans Water, the Locust, Three Mile Pilot, Heavy Vegetable, Crash Worship, No Knife, Heroin, Antioch Arrow, Boilermaker, Clikatat Ikatowi, Unbroken, Fishwife, Tanner, Physics, Pitchfork, Creedle, Swing Kids, Sub Society, Neighborhood Watch, Inch, Funeral March, Amenity and others.
It’s Gonna Blow!!! is a Billingsgate Media production in association with Backyard Green Films, directed by Bill Perrine. It is scheduled for wider release late Fall, 2014.
CONTACT: Bill Perrine
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Struggle was an Political Hardcore band from San Diego formed in 1990. As an angry & youthful band, their aggressive sound was heavily influenced by the likes of Downcast and Rorschach. The Anthology CD, “One Settler, One Bullet” includes the S/T 7″, the S/T 12″, the split EP with undertow. They broke up in 1993 and members went on to be in The Locust, Tarantula Hawk, Creepy Creeps, Swing Kids, Bread and Circuts, Yaphet Kotto, Baader Brains, All Leather, Crimson Curse, Holy Molar, Head Wound City, Retox, Unbroken, & Black heart Procession.
Sludge of yesterdays sorrow drips from the pale sky bleeding. With a knife I will carve out my skull for a world that has forgotten how to love. Silver moons float above insignificant to the world below. My brain has split into two condemned to this hell of money and death. A heaven of greed. Can you smell the flesh burning in the air, melting of their bones. Misery and despare.