Category: Axemen fan fiction

Times New Viking/Axemen, Tour Single: No. 1 Top 7″ Tour Single: House List NYC

http://houselist.bowerypresents.com/2009/12/it’s-the-end-of-the-year-as-we-know-it/ As 2009 comes to a close, The House List’s writers and photographers (and editor) take a look back at the year that was. Check back tomorrow for our year-end photo gallery. My Top Five 7″ Tour Singles I’ve always loved that for the price of a drink, bands sometimes go the extra distance for their […]

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Times New Viking ♥ the Velvets 
with Psychedelic Horseshit

(reprinted from the website of Wexner Center for the Arts, Columbus Ohio – home of Times New Viking) 9PM Sat 14 Feb ’09 For our closing party for the exhibition Andy Warhol: Other Voices, Other Rooms—and to celebrate Valentine’s Day—local breakout band Times New Viking play their own versions of the eternally lovable tunes of the Velvet […]

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Vosburgh on AXEMEN

At the recent MONSTER GIG at Christchurch’s glamorous crumbling Media Club, Bill Vosburgh handed Kawowski a single A4 sheet with a few paragraphs written on it all in capitals, relating to his earliest recollections of THE AXEMEN days in Christchurch (1983-1987). Luckily he stuck around and performed an incendiary blues rock set that night, as […]

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Axemen – Three Virgins, Three Versions, Three Visions (1986) on lost-in-tyme blog

PLEASE NOTE: Read comments below for an update on the lost in tyme AXEMEN article and news of their removal of the “Three Virgins” download. The administrator RainyDaySponge is a thoroughly cool guy who has a very interesting site (full of muchas oscuridades) that is always getting better. Check it out. The lost in tyme […]

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Bob Brannigan Remembers Why He Got Into Rock’n’Roll

A memory of ‘The Tour Days’ It was the end of the seventies, the start of the eighties in fact, I remember just like it was yesterday, a frightened 15-year-old struggling into my clown costume to raise the spirits of my brothers and sisters in the struggle, too poor to afford a motorbike helmet so […]

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AFF – The Legend of the Vulcan Voice Meld

Rubbing the crusty yellow crystals off his nose and stretching his arms out, Bob Brannigan awoke. Brushing off the gaggle of female admirers which had been trying to settle in his hair since last night, he wandered across the dancefloor of the Miners Bar and Grill (rarely more than half-full because of the confusing “NO […]

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