We are in driving distance to snow in the mountains (drive to, not shovel daily), riding motorcycles in the desert, surfing at the beach, and scenic beauty all around. If the author decided to live in the armpit of San Diego, that is her own fault. Sure, there are some not-nice areas and people, but every state has them. I visited Minnesota last year, very down-home, good ol’ American people, with picturesque surroundings, but some of the areas (and people) were more questionable, run-down, dilapidated, and downright ghetto in their own right, kind of like the movie Deliverance (sorry, I had to go there).
Imagine a Californian going out to the Midwest, staying for a few years, and degrading the terrible weather and the slow-paced, cousin-marrying town they moved to. I’m sure the locals wouldn’t be too happy. Might get their pitchforks and have an old-fashioned lynching.
Though our two-bedroom homes are priced near a half million dollars, our condos are glorified apartments, and it can be swarming with all the tourists and traffic, we have great weather, a variety of places to go and things to do. Who wouldn’t want to live here? If you don’t want to live here or say back home is better, then go home! We could use the space.
AKs For The Elite
Re Bob Dorn’s whining (Letters, September 24) that “praise for lukewarm machos carrying empty political guns” is a sign that the Reader could be working for the Republican National Committee.
I fail to see how protesting the never-ending efforts of our government (composed almost entirely of Republicans and Democrats) to make law-abiding citizens defenseless, or near defenseless, on behalf of criminals is a party issue.
But if you want to make it so, know that “gun control” was originally for disarming African Americans on behalf of violent racists and today has rendered the ancient, fundamental human right of self-defense into a taxed privilege for the elite (through various forms of bribery or thousands of dollars in legal fees).
If you’re concerned about racism, as your highlighting “foreign pedicabbies” seems to indicate, why not be even more concerned about your government’s decades of systemic racism and elitism?
We Were Metal
In regards to the “Blurt” section, “Secret Assassin,” September 3 by Jay Allen Sanford. I enjoyed the story primarily because it mentioned the ’80s metal scene in San Diego. Assassin were a heavy metal band that I thought would become the next Mötley Crüe. In fact, Assassin had more talent than any L.A. band. All the horrible glam bands — they were all s***. Assassin was voted best local heavy metal band in all of San Diego in 1985.
For those of you who question San Diego’s metal scene in the 1980s, here is a brief reminder of what was happening. The following heavy metal bands played live consistently here in San Diego: Aircraft, Prowler, Sabbatage, Victim, Ragged Lace, Kaos, Chalace, Stress, Gardian, Snakebyte, Bible Black, Street Liegal, Shok, Twin Wire, Britton, Sin, Aslan, Elysian, Destiny’s Choice, Suspicion, Mistreated, etc. Contrary to belief or disbelief, there were venues to play in. Adams Avenue Theater, the Rock Palace, Carnation Hall, Silverado Ballroom, Winters Hall, Palisades Theater, the Bacchanal, SDSU’s Backdoor, Park Place, Wabash Hall, Straita Head Sound, Rios, the Stratus, La Paloma Theatre, the Spirit, the old Roxy Theater; also the Fox Theater, Lyric Theater, the California Theatre, which were larger venues.
It is safe to say that we had no problem within the San Diego local metal community. The promoters and the venue owners were very involved and organized, supportive in every way. In early 1983, KGB-FM contributed to the cause, creating the first-of-its-kind KGB Metal Shop, hosted by DJ Pat Martin, on Saturday night at midnight. Pat would spin records and answer the phone for two hours. The demand for metal was overwhelming. Metal Shop was another success story throughout the ’80s.
Also, we can’t forget the free publication S.D. Loud and Clear metal magazine that made its debut in early 1985, the zine designed and created by Tom Farrwell. The first year, it went 20,000 circulation. By 1986 it reached 50,000. Metal was alive and well here in San Diego. In fact, almost every conceivable heavy metal band that you can think of from L.A. wanted to play here. San Diego was fully recognized as the place where the scene was happening.
September 17, 1983, KGB-FM presented Sky Show 8. Def Leppard, Mötley Crüe, and Uriah Heep performed at Jack Murphy Stadium to a crowd of 50,000. Another estimated 5000 partiers were in the parking lot, enjoying the freedom of grilling hamburgers, hot dogs, steaks, and chicken and drinking cold beer with a couple of thousand friends and neighbors who had decided the parking lot was the place to be, with no restrictions. In fact, the atmosphere was almost surreal. One thing for sure, to enjoy the full impact of the gigantic KGB fireworks display, the parking lot was the best and was as close to ground zero as possible. The fallout zone, as I used to say. KGB employees actually handed out cardboard 3-D glasses to protect your eyes from falling ash. Protecting your clothes and hair was another story.
So, as you can see, San Diego is rich in metal history and events. And, of course, times have changed, but the memories are everlasting. One thing is certain, the 1980s were the best of times for all things metal.
Tony D. Metal