Where has all the fun punk gone, long time passing? The stupid, the silly, the scary and the big melodic. Where are the funky costumes behind the great tunes? Maybe there are tons of these bands around, but nobody is telling me about them. Stop keeping that shit to yourself, ya loner, cuz a man gets lonely in the wee wee hours with no melodic three-chord rock to turn to. You're making me reach all the way back to 2003, Memphis, TN (that rhymed, by the way), when Jay Reatard still stalked stages and shitgaze was a fuzzy idea sneaking out of some bad Midwest acid. The Final Solutions' Disco Eraser remembers Devo and Wire and KBD. They know that the best punk is serpentine, never settling too easily into a single groove. "Disco Eraser" is a monster track that would go for thousands had it been released in a collection of handprinted homepresses out of a 1981 Cleveland garage. "Na na na na na na na na na na, why don't you kill kill kill yourself?" in front of a very big hook hits the spot in the right moment. Stupid? Of course, by why not? There are plenty of musical ideas to keep the thing moving in interesting if familiar directions, especially if you're a Urinals fan. Memphis water struck again, and maybe it's just as full of nasty bacteria as it ever was. OK, so I've failed to accurately describe the record, but this grabbing blindly for the collection is an exercise in my pleasure, not yours, you selfish fucking bastard. Play your own silly contrived games on your own time.
26 May 2010
Why Don't You Kill Yourself?
Where has all the fun punk gone, long time passing? The stupid, the silly, the scary and the big melodic. Where are the funky costumes behind the great tunes? Maybe there are tons of these bands around, but nobody is telling me about them. Stop keeping that shit to yourself, ya loner, cuz a man gets lonely in the wee wee hours with no melodic three-chord rock to turn to. You're making me reach all the way back to 2003, Memphis, TN (that rhymed, by the way), when Jay Reatard still stalked stages and shitgaze was a fuzzy idea sneaking out of some bad Midwest acid. The Final Solutions' Disco Eraser remembers Devo and Wire and KBD. They know that the best punk is serpentine, never settling too easily into a single groove. "Disco Eraser" is a monster track that would go for thousands had it been released in a collection of handprinted homepresses out of a 1981 Cleveland garage. "Na na na na na na na na na na, why don't you kill kill kill yourself?" in front of a very big hook hits the spot in the right moment. Stupid? Of course, by why not? There are plenty of musical ideas to keep the thing moving in interesting if familiar directions, especially if you're a Urinals fan. Memphis water struck again, and maybe it's just as full of nasty bacteria as it ever was. OK, so I've failed to accurately describe the record, but this grabbing blindly for the collection is an exercise in my pleasure, not yours, you selfish fucking bastard. Play your own silly contrived games on your own time.
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ha ha, look out for sector zero 7" on easter bilby records coming sometime soonish
pretty good article on gibson bros the spencer stuff is hilarious
http://theotherpaper.com/articles/2010/05/27/cover_story/doc4bfe8b0c4c0a9797156517.txt
great article- thanks for posting it- I remember seeing the Gibsons, being all drunk and screaming for "Sperm Count," when finally Evans stopped a song and said, "We don't fucking know that one, asshole, so you can shut up now." I've always been a fan, but that last record left me cold. What's the name of that one with the Workdogs, something about a train and filled with weird samples and shit? I used to play that thing to death on the late night, looking for the sleazy. I'm gonna go put on Big Pine Boogie and dance.
Hey Tuna,
It's a long way from Monoshock. Check out your ex-roomie on Country Idol.
http://www.youtube.com/user/christenderr#p/c/EAF911F64051E6A0/2/Uy4AEfH4FvQ
workdogs album is punk rock truck driving son of a gun, or something like that
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