Thunder Issue 18 (Final Issue.)

“The opposite of the happy ending is not actually the sad ending–the sad ending is sometimes the happy ending. The opposite of the happy ending is actually the unsatisfying ending.” Orson Scott Card

This is to be the final issue of my zine Thunder. (Paper issues will also be available if you live in Hamilton, Ontario.)
I’m having some health issue; and I’m attending school in the fall, so I will still do some music reviews.
But they will be on here only.
Doing this zine has been an incredible experience. I’m grateful I got to meet so many incredible people and learned so much.

For this last issue I want to thank EVERYBODY that helped make this zine possible and helped give it an almost 2 year run.

I want to thank my family. (My mother, father, brother, and Grandma.) They showed incredible support, they aided in getting the zine prepared, they read issues and provided feedback, and they never once said ‘you can’t’.

I want to thank every band/person that let me interview them. I got to meet so many amazing people; you know who you are, and my gratitude can’t be measured.

I want to thank the stores and venues that carried my zine. Not only were you kind enough to carry it, but you didn’t ask for a penny. Thank you so much for making sure my zines could be found.

I want to thank the Hamilton Public Library. Before I had a home printer, the library made the first issues of my zine possible with their computers and printers. Thank you for the accessibility.

I want to thank the Punk community in Ontario. They are some of the most supportive people I know, and I’m lucky to know them.

I want to thank anyone who ever read or supported Thunder. It meant the world to me when someone told me to they had read my zine.

To anybody I’ve missed, I’m sorry and thank you for your support.

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One Year Of Thunder.

*Note: This article contains mild sarcasm and my awful jokes.

**Note: The list below contains thank-yous. Aside from my family, the order was as people came into my mind. I did not include last names or anything that people might consider private. They know who they are, and what they have done to help.

It was a dark and stormy night…. (I actually don’t remember the weather.)

But about a year ago at night, I created a zine after some friends and family members encouraged me to. (I had been writing show reviews under the Notes section of my Fa*eb*ok account for some time, and they thought it would awesome to have some paper content. Especially those without a Fa*eb*ok account.)

I worked on the zine alone. It was handwritten.  I always made a quick cover from marker or pen. I always got copies done at the library. And my first interview was my brother.

Thunder, (the zine in discussion), has changed a lot.

I now type whatever part I write, because it looks a lot tidier. I work with a partner, and we take fan submissions so I’m no longer working on the zine alone. I have WAY more cover options. (Some people could argue the new covers are better, but I don’t think anyone understood my artistic vision. I mean, I did it in PEN and in a hurry. I am so creative and avant garde.)

The machine I was most thankful for this year was a printer of my own. It’s expensive at times, but great when it’s cold out and I can print at home.

By far, the most surprising thing I experienced this past year was the interviews. How many people wanted an interview; and continue to. How people said yes when I asked. (I even requested to attend the S.C.E.N.E Festival as Media and was accepted! But I got sick the night before and had to sadly cancel all my interviews.)

I met alot of fantastic people this year, and discovered more about the people and city I admire.

That’s why I want to take this time and say thank you. Below is a list of people who have been awesome to me this year. Whether they read the zine, offered praise and encouragement, visited this site, provided a soundtrack, or were an awesome family member/ friend/ reader/, I owe them EVERYTHING. The zine would not exist, I would not have readers, and I would not have motivation. So thank you to:

My Mom and Dad

My brother

My maternal Grandmother

Nathaniel

Sue and Crash

Craig and Leah

Glen and Jody

The members of Adelleda

The members of Web Society

The members of Rackula

The members of NOT

Erik and Nina

The members of The Rebel Arms

The members of Skullians

The members of Slender Loris

The members of Wiggler!?! And The Tiny Humans

The members of Gag Order

Cyndi

The members of Nanochrist

The member of Born Wrong

The members of Bourbon DK

The members of The Nailheads

The members of The Safety Collective

Rebel Time Records

Schizophrenic Records

Jenn

The members of Gatling

The members of The Pre-Nods

The members of At What Cost

Shonagh

Hailey

The members of Nothing Helper

Kelsey

Isabella

Mike

Molly

Bobby

Laura

Rodrigo

All my readers. The ones I never see. The ones who surf this site, and the ones who pick up a zine.

 

Thank you everyone. I look forward to a new year of writing, interviews, photography, exploring this great country, and meeting cool people.

If I’ve forgotten anyone, sorry!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5 Years In The Hamilton Punk Scene. (And I Can’t For More.)

(*Note: I know this is over a week early, but I expect to be busy in the upcoming weeks, and I wanted to write this while I was thinking about it.)

Come the 18th of June, there is an anniversary I celebrate.

On that day 5 years ago, I first attended a Punk show in Hamilton.

I know I have told this story before, but I love it. About this time 5 years ago, I went into Crash Landing. After paying for my purchases, store owner Suzanne handed me a flyer.

‘There’s a Punk Rock matinée next week. You should come.’ she said smiling.

I went to the show, petrified I would die.

But I had the time of my life. And since then, Punk has been one amazing experience after another for me.

I’ve heard more music than I thought could ever exist. And then I hear more.

I’ve taken thousands of pictures.

I have written thousands of words.

I’ve been to more shows than I can count.

But most of all, I have met some of the most amazing people in the world.

And my favorite part is that it’s all happened in my city.

I want to thank everyone that makes my experience of this scene so awesome. I will be thanking people in person as I see them at shows.

(* I wrote names as they came to me. I appreciate everyone and what they bring to the scene equally.)

Thank you for the 5 years of Punk, (and more in the future):

Suzanne

Crash

Nathaniel

Randy

The ladies of Rackula (All incarnations of the band)

The guys of Adelleda

The guys of Web Society

The guys of Wiggler!?! And The Tiny Humans

Kelsey

Hailey

Phil

Craig

Missy

The guys of Born Wrong

The guys of Hangman Pinata

Jaime P.

Glen

Jody

The guys of the 413s

The guys of NOT

I also want to thank:

The bands from out of town

The bands of different genres

The staff of each venue

The independent record stores

The legal online music sites

The Hamilton Public Library

And The all free festivals.

All this contributes to my love of Punk, and love of music in various ways.

How I Fell Into The Role Of ‘The Writer.’

Writing is something I seem to do automatically these days. I sit down at the family computer, think shortly about what would fit, and it comes spilling out. It would seem I have found my niche.

I’ve been writing for a long time. Back when I was 10, it was a poor attempt at a book. (I am still interested in writing books, but it is definitely something to be approached slowly.)

When I became a teenager, I went more in the direction of song-writing and poetry. And I still had the stories bouncing around my mind.

Some stuff went well, some didn’t. The poetry got displayed in an art exhibit. Some of my songs went on to be perfromed at Open Mics when I was still involved in that. And the stories are complete in my mind, not in print.

When I started attending Punk shows, I took in alot. At first, I was happy to just be a fan and attend. But then, I noticed that everybody had a role. And I felt like I needed to do something. So back in 2009, I started taking notes at shows. That led to a crappy little zine that I showed to only my family.

It felt good that I had accomplished something. But I wasn’t sure about my next step.

As a bit of time went on, I got on to Facebook. And I noticed the Notes section.

On Valentines Day 2011, I wrote my first piece. It was about the rather selfish history of the day.

I began giving my opinion on politics and social matters, but I wanted to mix things up a little. And at the time, I had the feeling once again that I wanted a ‘role’ in the Hamilton Punk scene.

That led to me paying even more attention at Punk shows, and writing about my experience when I got home.

If you cut to the present, I write on here and Facebook, I have a zine with my friend, and I write for Monkeybiz.ca.

It’s great, because I used to feel like my writing would never be out where people would see it.

Rock Music Isn’t Just For The Guys.

There aren’t alot commercials that make me think.

Most of the time in fact, I tune them out. Be they on the radio, T.V, before movies, etc.

But today, I was in the car with my Dad and I heard a commercial that actually made me think. I was de-crying the commercial itself, but still. At least it had my attention.

It was for a Rock radio station. And the commercial made the point that Rock radio gave you and whatever listening device you had testosterone.

I am a logical person. I know it’s a few-second bit, designed to grab potential listeners so that they will listen. I’m not mad or anything.

More accurately, I want to say that Rock Music isn’t just for guys. In all it’s factions, you can find women of any age that are just as dedicated as men to their favorite genre. There may not be as many, but you can attribute that to a bunch of different factors. (Not feeling welcome at shows, maybe they enjoy their music in solitude, etc.)

But I do have to say; Ladies, get out and see your favorite bands. The scene will only be better with you.