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by mrpoopy
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Permission Denied?
Anyone else out there running into this stuff from MediaFire? One of my readers brought this to my attention and then I started running across it on other sites. Here we go again. It would be one thing if they were actually showing concern for the artists, but instead they are just trying to rope you into giving money to Amazon or iTunes. Nevah! You think White Flag is getting money from Amazon for their out of print CD? And they don’t offer the LP for download, either. If you run into this crap on my site, leave a note in the comments and I’ll try to fix it.
Scarlet – “S/T” LP (1983)
So with the obligatory old Punk crud out of the way, let us now move on to all that is right and just in this dying world. Honestly, I have half a mind to quit posting that old Punk shit altogether. I’m burned out. You want to know my vision of the future for Punk / HC? I picture a bunch of kids holding hands in front of the stage while sitting on plush pillows and, instead of slam-dancing, everyone will just join together for a group hug or, perhaps, a group cry. Why do I feel that way? Because it is just that fucking gay.
So what’s up with these clowns? I must say the only thing more ridiculous than this platter is the obscene amount of times I’ve listened to it since I bought it! Thoroughly entertaining cheese, hailing from Columbus, Ohio, that actually has a sturdy backbone of 70’s glam and early Alice Cooper behind it, as opposed to NWOBHM. Hey, I didn’t name this blog “Glorify The Turd” for nothing and I’m totally digging that rockin’ paintbrush, dude! View it HERE!
Scarlet!
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Fan Club
Poopy Endorsement: The Torpedos – “Fruition” DVD-r (2012)
Not that I wasn’t already planning on doing the blog thang today, but imagine my surprise when I walked out to get the mail and found this in my box. Talk about your perfect timing! Anyway, while I usually do the endorsements on the tale end, I’ll bump this one to the top, seeing as they were kind enough to float me some free shit and this thing is already rare as hen’s teeth and more or less doomed to total obscurity once they run out of copies. All you old Chicago sausage-heads from those days will most likely get a kick out of it.
So what we have here is what I would guess to be the final release by the long-defunct Chicago punk band, The Torpedos, in the form of a DVD-r with two live shows from 1981 and 1985 and a lengthy slide show of old stills from the good-old-days, that should be of interest to aging fans from the era, showing good-quality pics of the old clubs and the folks that frequented them. Pretty fun stuff that is worth a look, even if you weren’t a part of it. The video footage is about what you’d expect from what the average Punker had at his disposal back in those days, by which I mean VHS home video quality. The 1981 show is pretty rough and is probably best viewed on a smaller screen to enhance clarity. Looks like there may have been rendering issues, but it is what it is—you’re not going to find it anywhere else. The 1985 show is in much better shape, shot with a more modern camera, and they run through all the stuff from the two LPs and then some. There is also some still footage of Certain Death and Slammin’ Watusis thrown in for good measure, with one song each and some more old footage that probably hasn’t seen the light of day in a decade or two.
Not sure what the deal is with the shirts, but they exist (see below). The DVDs are $10. Here’s the contact info…………
You can write ‘em at:
Torpedos / Damian
13827 S. 80th Ave
Orland Park, IL 60462
(9/12/12–NOTE THE NEW ADDRESS.)
They don’t do email, so send a stamp. Yes, just like the “good-old-days”. Ha!
You could also try Danny Imig from Certain Death. His site:
See? Every once in a while Mr. Poopy can do something halfway useful for the wretched remnants of Punk Rock. Just don’t hold your breath for the next time!
Shirt
Razor – 7″ (1980)
OK, I need to post at least one stinker here. We have certain standards to uphold, you know. Yes, I do realize this record sucks but, like The Tinglers, it has some strange hold on me that I can’t shake. Maybe it’s the retarded keyboards or maybe it’s because I associate this style of rock with a very enjoyable and innocent period of my life, giving it an unintentional haunting quality that only I understand. Who knows? Well, I guess I should. Sorry for the surface noise. I’ve found several copies of this and this one is the only playable copy I could scratch up—I guess it’s just that good!
THE TRACKS:
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Mutants – “Boss Man / Back Yard Boys” 7″ (1977)
I have to admit this is kind of a lame post, seeing as this is a bootleg and all, but last I checked this disc wasn’t exactly a household name and, until that happens, not enough attention can be given to this masterpiece. Actually, I ran across it while I was trying to find those two lame records I posted above and I just can’t resist putting it up since it’s so damn good! For some reason the picture on the back cover wound up on the front of that “Live To Ride” comp, but were these guys really Metal? They sort of look it, but this sounds pretty Punk to me. If fact, it’s Poopy Punk, and it simply doesn’t get any more righteous than “Boss Man”, a killer track to be sure, to which we can all relate—unfortunately. The flip is great stuff, as well.
So just get a look at these Punk freaks, will you? You know, I really get tired of saying things like “they just don’t make ‘em like that anymore” but, damn, they sure don’t! What the hell happened? As undoubtedly at least a couple of the guys from this outfit are still among the living somewhere, maybe we can clone their DNA in the hopes of maybe hearing some decent music again in another 18 or 20 years. I just can’t see the current crop of sissies breeding anything but more of the same!
Rear Cover
THE TRACKS:
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by mrpoopy
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Back In Business!
All the old posts have now been switched over to MediaFire and the site is, once again, fully functional. Let’s see how long this lasts, shall we? I have to admit my confidence in MediaFire could be a little higher, but I’ll give them a chance. And am I the only one who has trouble with their multi-uploader? It rarely works and you have to upload one file at a time, hovering over the site until it goes through. To compound the problem, the nearest high speed internet connection I have is a gas station on the edge of the nearest town with minimal heat and stinks of fried pork tenderloin and potato wedges. So here I am, stinking of pork tenderloins and potato wedges, and what the hell have you clowns done for me? Nuthin’!
Oh, and I did some long-overdue site maintenance while I was waiting and stinking. Basically, I added some new categories to aid in site navigation. Now, you can get all the Mentors and El Duce posts at the click of a mouse and I did the same with a couple other bands and genres. I have also received a couple requests in the past to put together a list of some of the top retard and fake Punk releases. Well, I’m not sure if I can really comply with such a request but, as far as this site goes, I added the categories of Poopy Punk and Poopy Rock that, while containing some legitimate releases, tends to gravitate more towards the bands and artists who went the extra mile in general dumbassitude and crapola. Not that most of this stuff isn’t stupid, mind you! I have some new posts in the works and should have them up by then end of the week.
Knightmare – “Mindless Mayhem” LP (1987)
It is quite simply impossible for a record with front cover art and band pics like this baby to not be good. It just isn’t humanly possible. Actually, this thing isn’t as caveman-sounding as I thought it would be, but actually leans towards Punk quite a bit, even featuring a somewhat skinhead-ish Dead Boys cover. Too bad there’s no lyric sheet, as the commitment of these thoughtful lyrics to the printed page could only serve to help uplift the whole of humanity’s collective consciousness with its positive cosmic vibrations.
Four Kens And A Barbie
Band Photos
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Right Wing – Gaddafi (Don’t Let Gaddafi Murder Me) 7″ (1986)
I’m still alive folks and new servings of crapola are coming very soon. However, this one was just too topical to pass up a quick post. So are we getting too political here? Don’t be silly, but I’d love to know what you so-called “anarchists” find so interesting about this place. So what am I supposed to do now? Start trolling the web for info on this deservedly obscure piece of junk? Meh. I’m too lazy–look it up yourself!
Rear Cover
Gaddafi
THE TRACKS:
Gaddafi – Don’t Let Gaddafi Murder Me
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Attila – “Rolling Thunder” LP (1985)
Back in the days when I was kind enough to allow people to enter my Fortress of Solitude and dig through my shit, there were a few occasions where a Metalhead would flip through my relatively puny Metal collection and pull out records like this with an audible sniffing sound in your typical, humorless, pud-slapping Metalhead fashion. Well, I have no problem admitting that this is one of my favorite Metal records and it ain’t my fault your taste in music sucks, buddy—but I’m always willing to teach. Actually, I tend to compare this record to the first Ramones LP, not because it’s a seminal, ground-breaking record, but because the guitar on this record is your basic Heavy Metal 101, providing some catchy, mid-paced Metal tunes for the aspiring Axe Meister to play along to. In short, if you can’t figure out “Turn Up The Power” or “Chains Around Heaven” in one sitting, it’s time to hang up the geetar and pick up the tambourine!
As far as this band goes, I don’t know too much. Supposedly, they were from NYC and this is the only LP I’m aware of, the only other thing I’ve ever heard by them being the track on the excellent “Speed Metal Hell” compilation that I will happily post upon request.
Attila
SAMPLE TRACKS:
Defcon 1 + Thermonuclear Warrior
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The Bangers – 7″ (1965)
Is there some kind of double entendre going on with this record? Well, I’m just a big sucker for subtlety and this thing is so subtle they feel the need to repeat their catch phrase over and over again and, if you don’t get enough of it on side one, you can hear the same exact shtick on the flip! Too bad these guys weren’t as witty as they were repetitive. And why bother with a retake when you stutter on the opening lines? Some borderline classic bad music here and it really doesn’t get much dumber than this!
THE TRACKS:
Baby Let Me Bang Your Box Part 1
Baby Let Me Bang Your Box Part 2
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MAD – “Twists Rock ‘n’ Roll” LP (1962)
So who said there’s no such thing as good, clean fun? As I said before, humor doesn’t usually stand the test of time but, at almost 50 years old, this LP is still good for a laugh or two and there isn’t a bad song on the disk. They simply don’t make novelty records like this anymore and one has to realize that, at the time of its release, rock ‘n’ roll was still viewed as something of a fad, so the guys at MAD went all out and hired some rockabilly musicians and a couple of real teen crooners to give this thing an authentic feel and, in a way, it almost stands on its own as a solid rock ‘n’ roll LP, despite its novelty status. I was actually a huge fan of MAD as a kid and started reading the magazine when I was six years old and continued to receive the publication for years, long after I outgrew it, simply out of principal, as they were the one hugely popular magazine that didn’t have to resort to using advertising for support and generally stuck to the same gimmick. Then, one day, I was skimming through an issue and found myself puzzled by a full-color Doritos add, trying to figure out what the joke was, only to realize that it wasn’t a joke, but an actual advertisement. My relationship of almost two decades ended shortly thereafter. However, there are worse things a kid could be reading and I assume the traditional messages that things in this life are never quite what they seem, that people rip you off and lie, and that you can expect to have things go wrong still exist in the newer, albeit lamer version of MAD that exists today. Suffice to say, MAD made a huge impression on my malleable, albeit poopy young mind and, apparently, it made an impression on a certain young Kevin (aka G.G.) Allin, as well, leading him to do an excellent send-up of “Nose Job” on the “Eat My Fuc” LP, changing the title to “Blow Jobs”. Bet you didn’t know it was a cover tune! Some really great satire on this one, my favorite being “My Johnny’s Hubcap”, a “Leader Of The Pack” rip-off where the guy’s only earthly remains are a hubcap, that she wears around her neck as a sign of her undying love and, of course, the lyrics to “I Found Her Telephone Number…..” will follow me to my grave!
Teenagers
Rear Cover
SAMPLE TRACKS:
I Found Her Telephone Number….
And for those who never listened to GG Allin: GG Allin – Blow Jobs
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New Minority – “White, Straight & Proud” CD (1994)
An astute individual, glancing though some of the prior posts, may have noted some of the lowest common denominator cheesy rock and obscure, extremist right wing materials I’ve posted over the last several months. That same person might even be inclined to ask a question like, “Gosh, Mr. Poopy, could it be possible that these two incredibly awesome forms of entertainment be combined into one outstanding super-recording? Oh, please let it be so!” To which I would happily respond, “Yes, my friend. Yes, it is.”
Thus, I present you with New Minority. This was one of the earliest releases on the infamous Resistance Records, possibly in an attempt to draw in a wider audience, however, to say this didn’t sell would be putting it mildly—they couldn’t give the thing away! Basically, they took a (still) existing nightclub Hair Metal band, changed their name, and had them write two politically incorrect (but not “racist” by my definition) songs and filled the rest of the release with your standard Mullet-Metal fare that was popular in the mid-to-late 1980’s, except this came out in 1994! The musicianship and production on this thing is as good as anything you might have seen on MTV in 1986 and the two shit-disturbers (“No Guilt-No Shame”, “White, Straight and Proud”) are absolutely hilarious, albeit unintentionally! But wouldn’t a song like “Rid Of The Bitch” serve to dissuade the Aryan Female from performing the inviolable duty of producing White Babies to serve as future soldiers in the Race War? Just a thought. All that aside, my favorite track would have to be “Friend Or Foe”, a fun, NWOBHM-styled catchy rocker that deserved a better fate than to be lost in this ill-conceived, almost depressing mess of a recording!
I have to admit I had a grisly fascination for the George Burdi era of Resistance. They came out of nowhere, kicking up quite a stink, making their Leftist counterparts look like a bunch of slackers with their professionally run organization, and generally scaring the fuck out of the US and Canadian governments, along with the general public! And the means by which those jokers funded that slick operation remains a matter of conjecture to this day. Looks like they don’t publish the magazine anymore, either. Too bad—I rather miss those “Proud Aryan Women” centerfolds!
Insert
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Battle Of The Boy Bands Part 2: The Bantams – “Beware The Bantams” LP (1966)
Yeah, you gotta love kids. They can’t act, they can’t lie very well, they smell funny, and, oh, yes, they can’t sing for shit. So here we have The Bantams, the 1960’s counterpart of Old Skull. So what’s the big difference? Well, notably, the fact that they can play their instruments—or allegedly play their instruments. I’ll admit I’m a little skeptical and will remain so until I actually see a video of them playing. However, they were on Warner Brothers, scored a minor hit, and supposedly did live gigs, so I have to give them the benefit of the doubt. But the singing? Ahem…yeah….not so great. And, unlike Old Skull, they didn’t write their own stuff and the entire LP is all cover songs. Probably a bad argument to support my case for sixties rock, but this is still a great novelty record or a great tool for clearing a room, depending on how you look at it!
THE BANTAMS
LINER NOTES
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Herve Villechaize – “Why” Promo 7″ (1980)
A few months back I was plagued by calls from the people who do the Nielsen Ratings. Finally, I broke down and picked up the phone and it turned out they had my number mixed up with some other guy’s, but they said I was just as good a candidate as any and asked if I wanted to participate. I told them I don’t watch TV and they asked me if I owned a TV set that could pick up digital TV and I said, “Yes, I own a flat screen TV but I don’t have it plugged in to an antenna. I don’t watch TV—it’s crap. I only watch movies.” The lady was nice as hell and told me that was fine and they’d pay me five dollars to tell them what movies I was watching. So I filled the thing out and typed up a nasty letter, hoping that they would call back and I could have some fun, but no such luck. I can only hope that someone over there bothered to look up “Salò o le 120 giornate di Sodoma”, “The Sinful Dwarf”, and “Ilsa: Harem Keeper of the Oil Sheiks” to find out what decent entertainment is supposed to look like!
It’s truly frustrating how lousy so-called entertainment is these days—and it only seems to be getting worse. Thus, it is always with a great deal of pleasure when I can look at something contrived by some big executive and argue that it’s actually good—like the genius who decided to harness the awesome vocal talents of Herve Villechaize. Best known for his role as “Tattoo” on Fantasy Island, I remember hearing rumors as a kid that he was retarded or brain-damaged and what all. Not true. The man was actually an accomplished painter by the age of 18 and fell into the more lucrative trade of acting while living in New York City.
No, deep inside, ole Tattoo was as mentally sharp as you and me, but his guts were growing too big for his tiny body and it hurt like hell. Couple that with the financial problems that began to surface after being booted from Fantasy Island, and it was safe to say that poor Herve was a sad little man. And this is his sad little song. And, even more sadly, he decided he had enough in 1993 and snuffed himself with a bullet to the chest. But the good news is some jerk in the entertainment industry did something right for a change, leaving a recorded legacy of this song and a weird musical he did in 1982 called “Forbidden Zone”, which is actually worth a look. This is a promo record—both sides have the same song.
THE TRACK:
Whitewood – S/T LP (197?)
When I was a kid, I used to find these ads in the back of comic books and smut mags, advertising how you could send your lyrics in to some company and they would put them to music and press you a couple copies of the record. Personally, I found the entire concept totally hilarious and, had I the funds, would have loved nothing better than to have pulled a John Trubee and mailed these guys some stupid shit just to see how they would fit it into a song. Well, according to the liner notes on this LP, that’s how these songs were written and, in fact, I bought this record based on the write-up on the back cover, never having heard of these guys. Supposedly, only 600 were pressed, so I’m glad I snagged it.
So I’m expecting an entire LP of “Blind Man’s Penis” quality material, but this was not the case. Actually, the lyrics to these songs are excellent and I would describe them as “serial killer lyrics”, as they all have a dark, twisted, antisocial bend to them, without any undo flourishes or “artiness”. Whoever wrote the lyrics was not a happy camper. Given that it was the 70’s and Goth or Punk hadn’t been invented, yet, they were probably at a loss as to what music to put these warped lyrics to, so they went with 60’s psych / garage and, in it’s own goofy way, it works pretty good. For some reason the psychedelic collectors have claimed this as one of their own and, for the most part, give it somewhat lackluster reviews. Clearly, this thing is high weirdness and should appeal more to the younger crowd of Goth kids, Punkers, freaks, and weirdoes.
Lyrics
Liner Notes
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Lori Burton – “Breakout” LP (1967)
Another “guilty pleasure” here, I guess, but I think this one has universal appeal, nonetheless. At the very least, it provides me the chance of accusing the naysayer of not having a dick instead of no sense of humor. So who decided it was sexy for a female vocalist to sound like she’s singing through her nose? Not me—the female vocalists of today are fucking terrible and so are the mentally retarded imbeciles who write their shit music. No, Lori Burton had a husky, sensuous set of heavy pipes, filtered through a New York City accent, with just a touch of sleaze and snarl. The gal could write a song, as well, and this LP was a showcase of tunes she wrote with another female songwriter named Pam Sawyer. Actually, both women went on to more successful songwriting careers writing for Motown, several individual groups such as Young Rascals, and doing session work with some of the biggest names in the business, while this record tanked and has remained relatively obscure. There are some nice, unappreciated gems on here that deserve a brighter place in the sun. Boyd Rice later featured “Love Was” on his “Music For Pussycats” compilation and the entire LP was remixed and briefly re-issued on CD with a handful of Disco songs she did in the 70’s that, apparently, aren’t so great.
What we have on this LP are some late 60’s Soul / Pop / Rock songs, done in the style of the time, short and sweet, sung by a white chick. A couple of the songs are a little kitchy and sound like a rip-off of other hits of the day, while others are excellent, with songs like “Gotta Make You Love Me”, “Love Was”, “Nightmare”, and “Gotta Get Over You” topping the list. Sadly, as the younger generations of music listeners appear to have no interest in this sort of thing, these songs are probably doomed to fade into oblivion, although I wouldn’t be surprised if, forty years from now, some nursing home attendant found herself prying this LP from my cold, dead hands.
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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The Tinglers – “White Boots In The Night” 7″ (1983)
I really do like the song “White Boots In The Night”, although sharing that fact with the general public is like airing my dirty laundry. For all intents and purposes, I should hate this thing, as this band is clearly aiming to please and the song’s catchiness appeals to the lowest common denominator of mindless pop sensibilities. But this song is so cheesy, druggy and 80’s-sounding, I just can’t help myself and the entire 2:05 minutes of this would-be Top 40 hit are so insidiously catchy it just sticks in your brain and won’t get out until you play it from start to finish two or three times—and I hate myself every time I do it! Too bad it came out in 1983, as it would have been a hit if it had come out a couple years earlier.
Some copies had a great, cheesy picture sleeve, but I don’t have it—but it’s not from lack of trying. If someone could scan me the sleeve and upload it, I’ll be your imaginary friend. Oh, yeah, the flipside? Meh. It’s listenable and doesn’t totally suck.
THE TRACKS:
Or Download HERE
Rick Grossman – “Hot Romance” LP (1978)
Meet Rick Grossman, an average, nerdy-looking guy, who can’t sing, can’t play very well, and has the song-writing abilities of a horny fifteen year-old scribbling his sexual fantasies in the back of his History notebook. However, for some reason Rick had it in his head that he had what it took to be a successful pop star with the result of this mess I am now offering you people. This certainly isn’t for everyone, but those of us who are into high weirdness and enjoy watching a good train wreck get a kick out of records like this. I certainly do—I could play this thing all day and maybe I will. But the guy does deserve some credit, as he manages to put out an entire record of nothing but originals and if you look deep and I mean really, REALLY deep, you might find something that might pass for the faint hint of some genuine pop sensibilities—but I’m talking really, really deep. Generally speaking, this record will clear a room and lobotomize whoever is left. Kenneth Higney and Kit Ream fans take note.
Sweet Young Thing
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Kit Ream – “All That I Am” LP (1978)
If I woke up one night to a burning house and only had time to grab a handful or records, I would be making a beeline for this one, partly because it’s worth a few bucks and partly because I simply never tire of listening to this record. A few minutes into the LP, it becomes apparent to the listener that drugs were not kind to Mr. Ream and, while this record has some psychedelic qualities, there is nothing really hip about what he’s laying down on this thing—this is a guy who bleeds for his “art” and the somewhat pretentious title of the LP is actually fairly accurate, as the man is baring all on this baby with somewhat nightmarish, yet entertaining results. This is an honest testimony of a dude who did enough pot, acid, booze, smack and women to talk to God and return to earth with “The Answer” and is kind enough to share it with us on this mind-bending one-of-a-kind record.
For those who read what Jello Biafra had to say about this record in his interview in “Incredibly Strange Music Vol. 2”, allow me to set the record straight because he was partially mistaken. Kit Ream, indeed, was an heir to the Nabisco cookie fortune but the bit about him being in a cult is bull. It didn’t happen. The record was part of his rehab and was recorded at his own house with hired local musicians when he was 26. As far as I know, he is still alive and lives outside of San Diego.
SAMPLE TRACKS:
INTROUNIVERSAL JAM + DON’T BE SO HOLY POLY OVER MY SOULY
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Elmer City Rambling Dogs – “Jam It!” LP (1975)
Another biker band here, sans any “cool” Punk influences—they were at least a year too early for that and I doubt these hicks would have given a fuck, anyway. All the same, this record has its charm and is somewhat obscure, as it was released on an indy label (Dog Dirt Records). What we have here is your basic biker rock, crudely and drunkenly played. The lead singer on some tracks sounds like a barking Jim Morrison, only drunker and sloppier. Great cover art on this one, too and I was kind enough to do a high-resolution scan so you can find the penis mushrooms, pot plants, dog-fucking, bong, dog rolling a joint, etc., etc………
Jam It!
SAMPLE TRACKS:
Download HERE
4/20/2010 UPDATE: The Truth Behind the Dogs (see comments):
“my name is teeny tar and i was lead screamer for the band ELMER CITY RAMBLING DOGS. the article above states we were a biker band. no one in the band drove or owned a bike. the shows we played were biker free. also it says i was drunk. i don’t even drink alcohol. the guitar player james rowland drank only heineken beer but not when we played. the art work was done by my best friend joe rodgers a.k.a MONKO. sadly he passed away a few years ago at age 53 of throat cancer. i do like the article though. i think its wild and funny. i still own two unopened albums and have been offered up to 500 dollars but i won’t sell. i did have 50 c.d.’s recorded and gave to my friends. i stii have 1 cd for me. i don’t know what proof i have. i can say i wrote 8 songs on the album including the three sample tracks. the dog in the window doing doggy-style is the drummer mike mascirelli and his bitch deviette. they are still together living in philadelphia. the dog rolling the joint is guitarist james rowland who lived in elmer, new jersey at the time we got together but now lives in wallingford,pennsylvania. the little dog pissing on the porch is richie ver-el who played fender electric piano and electric fender bass piano. he now lives in gaitherburg, maryland. and me teeny tar i live in lake wales,florida moving here 4 and a half years ago after living in tavernier, florida for 12 and a half years which is located in the beautiful florida keys. keep on doing what you’re doing. rock and roll and rockin’ blooze forever. you got my e-mail if you want to reply.”
Wolfman Jack – “Free Shots” 7″ (1974)
This record was a regional release, put out by the Citizens Alliance for VD Awareness in Chicago, IL. It was never for sale to the general public and I can assume it was only available to community centers, radio stations, and possibly as a free gift to some lucky kids. My copy of this thing is pretty thrashed and I can only hope it was because the previous owner found it as hilarious as I do and played the shit out of it. The flipside features a heart-rending lament of love gone bad by a Miss Debbie Sabusawa.
THE TRACKS:
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Love Is A Heart-On – S/T LP (1970)
Clearly, the Vinyl Gods were smiling on me the day I fished this out of the junk pile some 14 years or so ago. I never tire of this record or the sentiments expressed within. Sure, any shmoe can string together some dirty limericks and crank out tunes about this sort of subject matter, but these guys have class. And Mr. Poopy is all about class. Although the tongue appears to have been planted at least partially in cheek, the songs on this disk are laid down in a fairly serious fashion and it is certainly not a comedy record or even a ”party” record by popular definition. The write-up on the back cover pretty much says it all and the results are pure hilarity. Every song is a winner.
Rear Cover
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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Amaziah – “Straight Talker” LP (1979)
When I found this LP in a thrift store I felt certain I had found the next big thing. Just look at these guys! While this was obviously a Christian Rock outfit, the band is totally Punked-out and what’s up with the dripping blood lettering? Very weird. Was it an attempt to rope non-Christians into buying the record? Who knows? At any rate, I was doomed to disappointment for, upon throwing down the needle, I found that the only Punk thing about them is that they can barely play their instruments and that the type of music they were barely playing seemed more derived from Deep Purple, Boston and Bad Company than the Stones, Ramones or the Sex Pistols. For some reason this record actually fetches a few bucks; are there Christian Rock record geeks, too?
Straight Talker!!!!!!
SAMPLE TRACKS:
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ROKKER – S/T LP (1979)
Aside from Puke, Spit and Guts, this is one of the few serious attempts by biker dudes to cash in on the Punk scene. A lot of Punk purists poo-poo this record and, as one can glean from songs like “Rokker’s Lament” and “Pigeon Hole Wankers”, the Punksters of Austin, TX didn’t much care for them either back in the day. I like this record, though, and biker rock in general, but this really is a ’77-style punk record more than anything else. At the very least, this slab scores points for doing one of the few incest-related Punk songs that I know of—a topic that simply doesn’t get enough coverage in contemporary music!
SAMPLE TRACKS:
Daddy! Whatcha Doin’ To My Sister?
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Dick Destiny & The Highway Kings – Arrogance LP (1986)
Keeping with the bikers, I offer you the first Dick Destiny LP. Mr. Destiny and crew were a biker band that played around the Allentown, PA area back in the 80’s and 90’s, often having to share the stage with incompatible acts like Ween and assorted college rock crap. This record is heavy guitar rock that pushes the guitars way out front and, for some unfathomable reason, sticks Dick’s vocals in the back. The lyrics on this thing score a solid 11 out of 10 on the Poopy Scale, by which I mean they are retarded, ridiculous and hilarious. For the most part these tunes are pretty stripped down, bordering on Punk, but he would probably kick your ass if you said that to his face. After leaving the band, Dick Destiny went on to become a pretty decent writer and the fact that the man appears to be fairly articulate and intelligent provides me with a sense of relief for some reason.
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07 BLUES HAVE GOT ME BY THE THROAT
10/10/09–Either someone has been bitching at Rapidshare or they simply don’t like that .rar file for some reason. All the tracks are listed above.
Raunchous Brothers – “Die! Faggot Die!” CDR (200?)
I don’t believe there is such a thing as perfection, but the first three tracks on this demo are about as close to perfection as a Metal band can get, as heard through the ears of Mr. Poopy, at least. Why don’t more bands do this sort of thing? And why do the few bands that attempt it fuck it up and sound like shit? And where is that album they recorded? I’ve been waiting for that thing for years!
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Unfortunately, the other three songs on this thing aren’t nearly as good. “Prick Teasing Bimbo” is kind of lame, the Mentors cover is, of course, good, but it’s a cover, and God knows why they decided to butcher that Sabbath tune! What’s even more frustrating is that they had other songs that were 1,000 times better, hence, I really want to hear that unreleased album! Someone out there has to have a copy of that damn thing! Send a copy to Mr. Poopy and I’ll be your imaginary friend—I’ve waited long enough!
I lived in Chicago for about 11 years and this is the only band I ever found in that town that was worth a shit. Shitcago is kind of a rough town and it always struck me as odd that it would have such a queer-ass Punk / HC scene and lame music scene in general. This band almost redeemed that town and their live shows were great, as well. As an added bonus, I tacked on the tracks from the Anal Cunt split 7″.
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