The A7 35th Anniversary Throwback Show is tomorrow night

A7 opened on the southeast corner of Avenue A and East Seventh Street in 1981... and over the next three years, some of the hardcore scene's most influential bands played on A7's small stage... tomorrow night (Thursday, March 24) at Niagara, the bar in the former A7 space, there's a 35th anniversary show featuring the following lineup (via Facebook):

7:00 Doors open
8:00 - 8:30 Killer Instinct
8:30 - 9:00 The N.Y.H.C. Chronicles Film (Excerpt screening)
9:00 - 9:30 Ultra Violence
9:45 - 10:15 Urban Waste
10:30 - 11:00 Antidote
11:15 - 12:15 The Undead
All Night D.J. Jimmy G.

And it's a free show.

The evening includes excerpts from the documentary "The New York Hardcore Chronicles" ... here's the trailer...

Reagan Youth, "USA" in Tompkins Square Park 1988

One of the many bands playing the A7 show tomorrow at the Knitting Factory.

Your morning hardcore: "Bye Bye"... by Borscht

Borscht is one of the many NYC hardcore bands playing the A7 reunion Saturday at the Knitting Factory. Tim at Stupefaction will be playing bass with the band. Here's the original lineup doing "Bye Bye" circa 1983.

An A7 reunion

Tony Rettman has the story in the Voice on the A7 reunion show taking place Saturday at the Knitting Factory.

Located on the corner of Avenue A and East 7th up until its demise in 1984, A7 was — and still is — a place of legend. Agnostic Front, Heart Attack, the Beastie Boys, Urban Waste, the Abused, the Misguided, and countless others regaled the moshing masses at this shoebox-sized spot long before CBGB ever accepted them. And now that the entire Lower East Side is a fuckin' romper room, it's time for a reunion.

Co-promoter Bryan Swirsky considers Saturday night's event (subtitled "One Big Crowd," after an early NYHC compilation) both a celebration and a tribute to the "action-first" style prominent in the East Village underground at the time. "These weren't soft-handed kids from Iowa putting on a show in the most horrible neighborhood in Brooklyn to call it 'authentic,' " he says. "These were runaways involved in bad activity mixing with hardcore punks who were also rubbing elbows with curious suburban kids coming in for the shows. There was no irony dripping from the fangs of cultural vampires. There was no time to be a culture vampire back then. You just did it."