actually, people had been able to do these things cheap and mean for over a decade. maybe even longer , if you look at quickprint and other printing (like silkscreen).
but, for the first time (except for maybe a brief time in the mid sixties) it became ok for even YOU to do stuff like form bands and make music and get on stage in front of your community and make your own advertising NO MATTER HOW LOUSY YOU WERE. it was a complete rejection of the status quo and a complete embrace of everyone who enjoyed the stuff. hell, you could dance any way you wanted, look any way you wanted, do whatever you wanted, even design your own sense of "fashion". everything was ok and it was pissed off - which was very ok.
no, it was special in a cultural way that we can't fully relate to today.
what's your point? that this was one of many? that this isn't as pleasing to your eye as others? that you just want to "catch" me on something you can correct me on? what's you point, doofus.
these posters sucked intentionally. they were done by non-artists, non-professionals, non-talents, non-people. it was a point of pride to do it yourself and to have NO level of skill. ANY LEVEL OF COMPETANCE WAS ADMISSABLE. the point was to be INCLUSIVE , not EXCLUSIVE.
you don't this is as "good" as other examples?!? do you even understand the reason of punk?
ever read greil marcus' "lipstick traces'? he tracks the idea of punk back 200 years. so, yeah, you're right.
but the thing about all of this stuff happening all over the world virtually simultaneously (and that is no matter WHAT the new yorkers claim) was a virtually attack on the mainstream. everywhere in the world, if you lived in any sort of size of a city, these images of aesthetic "fuck you" popped up within six months of the very first one. they popped up in seattle before the sex pistols formed, before the ramones formed. how was that possible?
no, this was sorta special. it was cultural revolution. we're still reeling from the impact. nobody is a real hippie anymore, but punks are still here. in spades.
these posters were the calling cards, the grafitti, the call to arms. the stuff we do now is a hollow echo.
admat? NOBODY had "admats" back then. this was crap slapped together on a xerox machine by an amatuer. if the 'artist' made it look like an admat, it was because that's was all he understood about what posters are "supposed" to look like.
i appreciate what you're saying, scrojo. i've tried to self-examine my feelings about this stuff over the years. but, i still come back to placing it in context of the times. this stuff literally freaked people. i remember what it was like. it REALLY was a shocker.
so, i think this stuff was more than just "another era's rebellion". i was older, i was of the tail end of the hippies. that was MY rebellious time. i pre-dated punk. it was kid stuff. but, it was such a complet reversal of the status quo that it was like getting hit in the face with a 2X4.
so, i think my position is accurate and not touched by mere nostalgia. there are no posters produced in the last 25 years that have anywhere near the impact of these posters. even kozik was doing b&w pale imitations of this stuff when he started out (before he went pro). and his stuff , shocking as it was, didn't even register.
mine either. i missed the boat, too. however, the entire run of my very first "punk" poster (1978) was completely torn from the walls within 24 hours. that was quite a surprise.
the difference between todays gigposters and flyers (and whatever) is that the old posters/flyers of the early punk era were created as an affront to everything (except other punks). this poster and the appearance of devo and the crappy design and the cheezy cheapo printing were offensive and scary all by itself. just the simple fact that there was a poster xeroxed in b&w and stapled to a telephone pole was enough to freak people out. this stuff emerged in an era of disco chrome and platform shoes and arena rock gods. star wars and saturday night fever were still in the theaters when this thing was hung up. try to imagine what this looked like in comparison. it was an affront to decency. simultaneously , it was a primal scream and call to action by an fetid underground world of misfits, fuckups and losers. imagine a world where people like us didn't exist (compared to these folks, we're middle class success stories).
i love these posters so much more because they were so completely honest and direct and confrontational. they were shocking.
today's gigposters all fit a form. they're GIGPOSTERS. that means something, now. back then we were just trying to destroy the world.