Dear everyone,
I just want to clarify that my Blog "The Blog of NUFAN" is in no way related to the band called No Use For a Name other than they are one of my all-time favourite bands! My sincerest apologies if you are looking at this Blog because of the name and are expecting to see something related to the band. This is not the case.
Origins of 'NUFAN Productions' :- I started college in September 2000 studying a Media Production course. Part of this course was to create a fictional production company under which my college show reel would be produced. I decided that I would call my company NUFAN Productions. Only after this did my older brother introduce to me No Use For a Name; I was hooked. Everything made under the banner of Nufan Productions made no profit as it was only college work. My nickname for everything is Nufan. At college and even within my sports teams I got called Nufan by my friends. I don't know why but I use nicknames for pretty much everyone. I call my kid sister 'Rusty', that is not her name. I call my papa, Bruv that is not his name. I call my mother, Muv that is not her name. I call my uncle 'Cuz' that is not his name and I call my brother 'Leeroy' that is not his name. I call my neighbour 'Bolts' that is not her name. See a pattern here?!
It is with a sad heart that I talk about the news of Tony Sly of No Use For a Name. Tony passed away at only 41 years old. He was amazing, his voice carried the immense songs he wrote. I remember my brother giving me NUFAN's album out of the Fat Wreck Chords 'Live In a Dive' series to listen to. What an album, what a sound, and what is more, it was LIVE!! They sounded so so good! The melodies, the guitar, the drums and the bass sounds complementing the vocals were just so good. Pure unadulterated So-Cal punk. That was it for me, hooked. To hear that Tony has passed away is horrible for music, so many leave us so young. My thoughts are with his family at such a sad time. Peace out and sleep well Tony!
Thanks to my brother I was introduced to some amazing music. My brother to me was THE punk rocker. I recall him spiking his 13" mohican hairdo with soap and toothpaste, coming home, falling asleep wherever he fell and waking up with his mohawk perfectly rigid albeit at a ninety degree angle to his head. He wet the bottom and put it back in its erect position. He wore safety pins in his ears, which he pierced himself whilst drunk. He worse a bicycle chain around his neck, padlocked, he wore tall Doc M's and skinny cut off jeans. I remember my brother like this for such a long time. I listened to his music through walls. Was introduced to The Sex Pistols, Rancid, Ramones, Dexys Midnight Runners :), Blink 182, Stiff Little Finger, Black Flag, Buzzcocks, Descendants, The Exploited, New York Dolls, Sham 69, Siouxsie & the Banshees, Social Distortion Suicidal Tendencies, Lagwagon, NOFX, The Offspring and so on and so on and so on.....
I never dressed like my brother, I wore shorts, longsleeved t-shirts under t-shirts, polo shirts, Adios, DC's. Although I could never really skateboard I was able to ollie and cause a nuisance around Maidstone, Kent. I was more of an inline skater, hockey player. I had short hair. Went to the gym. and sang in the church choir on Sundays. I love music. I listen to absolutely everything. However I have recently been listening exclusively to classical music. My dream is to have a study in my house where I can listen to classical music, smoke cigars, drink my whiskey but at the same time play my guitars, my Xbox and just chillax. Because of my exclusive playlist, Classic FM thank you. I decided to listen to some music off of my iMac. I set up shuffle, pressed play and some Tsunami Bomb came on, followed by Jimmy Eat World then Glassjaw then Alkaline Trio and it just kept going and going, a whole hour of music I had not listened to in months. It made my day.
Reading this back it reads like my brother has passed away. He hasn't he lives in New Zealand with his beautiful family and has done for the last 10 years. I just miss him, a lot. He was a bank manager, but now a head of telecommunications still with a mohwak albeit much much shorter and not dyed green, red, pink and orange; it is now just the old Smith-Family ash blonde.
I say punk is not dead, it is just working for a telecommunications company in New Zealand! Love you brother!
NUFAN
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