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MERE DEAD MEN - Laced Up Mary EP (Weird Records)Blimey! It's 1981! Wattie is playing the old Venue with Big John and I'm a tattooed teen. The second wave of punk has just broken to a bigger wave of apathy than the first one. Ever stop and think about this. The only people who wax lyrical about the Summer of Punk © are music journalists. Ever actually meet someone who was into it, rather than a poseur claiming they were. and they've got all the Pistols CDs (sic). Except in 1977 the only people who gave a damn about the Velvet Underground were the previous generation of Johnny No Mates journos. um, I liked this, but in a world where pop/punk means the godawful pop/pap that is Blink 182, Sum 41 and any other band with numbers instead of words, I'm not sure how the infuriatingly catchy yet shoddily produced Mohicanned madness that is MDM will fare. I'm sure it's a party live and they'll do really well in Germany. Old punks will lap it up, the 12 year olds will still think (the) Offspring rawk. Which they don't. Buy this for a 12 year old. Except you'll also have to buy them a turntable. Cos it's on vinyl. And then you'll have to explain turntables and vinyl. And as said 12 year old will have the attention span of a gnat, by the time you finish blithering on about the Anti Nowhere League they'll be away playing with an X box or whatever the lates confounded games platform is actually called. Revolution? Fat chance. MDM, 13 Lime
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AND THEN NOTHING - Submerge (Moth Records)Wow. Double wow. Now, doubtless, you'll think I've missed my medication again, but "Submerge" is quite possibly the funkiest, but in a completely and utterly non-funky way, track I've ever heard. A fantastic bass line, but it sounds like it emanates from a virgin all boys prep school. Dirty, but without the faintest conception of its filth. "Think Of You", pales into insignificance, but has a spacy instrumental power which would noprmally attract me sharpish, but no, time to flip it over again. Magnificent. www.mothrecords.co.uk |
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STORMCROW - Pardon My French (Moth Records)Booker T meets Vanessa Paradis, they're getting it on in some dingy back alley, and then Ice T pops in for some manly lovin'. Thats manly not man to man, what you take me for muthafucka! And this is what they're listening to. But then they flip it over and the mad sounds of Hawkwind and Jacques Bre doing a Captain Beefheart boogie scares them off. Where's me lithium? Mummy, I'm scared, but in rather a pleasant way. Ah, the flashbacks. Help. Buy. Now. people@mothrecords.co.uk |
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THE WOW KAFE - Over Kansas (Play Records)Hmm. Name smacks of cappucino, but this hails from the home of Johnson, so spin it we shall. You wait for one instrumental record for ages, and then 3 come along at once. Typical. Of the three tracks here, "Who Shall Apologise To The Emperor" is magnificently broody and is required listening. Orchestral, symphonic, good. "Night Apples Over Kansas" is a song without words rather than an instrumental, but does go marvellously mental halfway through, but "Stryke Out" struck out. Bwahhahhahhahhahhahhahhahhah. A cheap laugh. We love 'em. But 2 out of 3 ain't bad, to quote another fat bloke, and this is well worth buying. www.playrecords.co.uk but there doesn't appear to be anything there. However it is distributed in the UK by backs/shellshock/pinnacle and the catalogue number is PLAY005 |
