Dope, Guns & Fucking Up Your Video Deck: Volume One

A loose, rowdy marathon of underground music videos that plays like a stoner party reel in the background.

A grimy, confrontational plunge into extreme music and splatter imagery that feels like trespassing somewhere genuinely underground.

A lively, scrapbook-like dive into a rebellious music scene, mixing raw archival footage with candid interviews for an energetic, nostalgic ride.

A moody, theatrical archive trawl through leather-clad performances that feels like flipping through a stylish, slightly spooky scrapbook.

A scruffy, surreal collage of songs and odd little skits that feels like flipping through someone's handmade art diary.

A raucous, affectionate deep-dive into underground music, full of chaotic anecdotes and defiant energy that feels like swapping stories with old friends.

A bright, playful blast of new-wave pop videos that's easy to dip in and out of.

Raw concert footage and candid interviews pull you into a transgressive band's world, equal parts provocative, chaotic, and oddly human.

A rowdy, beer-soaked backstage hangout with a metal band, loose and chaotic, more like home video than polished film.

A fond, talkative archive tour through decades of noisy rebellion, more nostalgic conversation than concert footage.

A chaotic, funny, unruly scrapbook of a band's wild ride, mixing archival chaos and animation into an affectionate, disreputable portrait.

A loose, beer-soaked concert document that feels like standing in a crowded club watching a scrappy band tear through short, hooky songs.