Deep Wound

This is a 24 track compilation compiled by J Mascis (Dinosaur Jr) featuring all the recorded material from his first band ‘Deep Wound’ 

Deep Wound were formed in 1982.

 Deep Wound were a hardcore punk band from western Massachusetts.

 They released one self-titled EP on Radiobeat Records in 1983. They had 2 tracks on the ‘Bands That Could Be God’ compilation in 1984.

They are often noted as being, along with Siege, one of the early

inspirations for Grindcore.

Exclusive vinyl from Damaged Goods.

 First pressing on Black and red splattered vinyl. Second pressing on Yellow and Black pizza vinyl. 


J Mascis – drums                       

Lou Barlow – guitar

Scott Helland – bass guitar       

Charlie Nakajima – Vocals.

A CD version will be available on J’s label ‘Baked Goods’.



Although it has a legendary reek is some circles, the actuality of the Western Mass Hardcore scene is really kinda gloopy. I mean, for all extents and purposes, the Pajama Slave Dancers were the kings of the Valley. And there’s just no way that a milieu dominated by a goddamn funny punk band can

really be maxist. But it’s worth bearing in mind that Hardcore was a predominantly suburban artform. Even the bands that became associated with certain cities were usually from the environs, rather than any downtown you’d recognize.

Because of this, Hardcore was one of the first underground musical movements that was instigated by teens themselves (rather than culturally-aware chickenhawks), and it was also a pit of anguished

non-erotic-male-bonding. Drinking, drugs, wanton sex, none of these timeless topics was celebrated inside the Hardcore vortex. If these guys shared any Dionysian impulses they were directed towards record collecting, skateboarding and dancing around in weird tribal circles.

Which is not to say these bands didn’t rip; they did. They created a crashing, post-glottal tongue-universe inside the heart of the Reagan Era, and destroyed (once and for all) the idea that it was necessary to maintain any real barrier between the audience and the band.

That said, Deep Wound, was a strange and powerful unit inside the doctrinaire confines of Hardcore. Although they were all kinda nerdy(excepting secret weapon Charlie Nakajima), they shredded in a very explicit way. There were some obvious structural debts to the Oi! Bands in their

compositions, but they approached the exterior textures with stylistic nuances that were distinctly North American. As the Neos did on their Hassiban Gets the Martian Brain Squeeze EP, Deep Wound compressed time in ways that were extreme, and way outside the standard Square Dance beat that had been defined by Robo’s drumming for Black Flag.

But Deep Wound’s actual story is nothing out of the ordinary. It is but a minor variation on a thousand others.

J Mascis lived in Amherst. There was one punk at his high school and it wasn’t Uma Thurman, it was Charlie. They were fortunate to have Ken Reed’s great store, Main Street Records, in nearby Northampton. And they could get almost any American or UK punk stuff they needed from the racks or by special order.

One day in early ‘82, J met a Dee Dee Ramone lookalike at the Oi! singles bin. This was bassist Scott Helland. Scott posted a flier soon after looking for musicians into Anti-Pasti, Discharge and the like. J called to audition and had his dad drive him and his drums over to guitarist Lou Barlow’s place in Westfield. They had a singer already, but J got them to replace him with Charlie, and Deep Wound was there.

They made a cassette, got a few gigs in Boston with the X-Claim bands (SSD, FU’s, Jerry’s Kids, etc.) and became the Western Mass band most likely to open for Hardcore visitors. They cut an EP, had tracks on Gerard Colsoy’s Bands That Would Be God comp and even did a late-period session with Gerard singing that has disappeared into nada.

And every day they vowed to play faster. And they did, eventually developing a blur that could verge on experimental noise. Finally they burned as fast as they could, and realizing that was the case, they stopped. It was 1984.

The rest of the story is well known: Dinosaur, the Outpatients, Sebadoh, Gobblehoof, etc.

Most of what Deep Wound recorded is on this disk, and it still sounds pretty choice the hundredth time through (believe me, I know). Like many of their suburban kith, there are huge swathes of Xeroxed style and content, but these patches are obliterated by an underlying fascination with the reckless potential of absolute speed, and an intellectual overlay (albeit in a nascent state) that would blossom more fully in the bands that would follow.

But y’know, Hardcore was a really fucking good scene. And Deep Wound were a really fucking good Hardcore band. Living in this society has left a DEEP

WOUND. Get used to it.

Byron Coley, Florence MA 2005