Victimz of Society – “Wicked Rock Music Is Killing Our Children” LP (1986)
Slackin’ again. Three weeks without a post and I even missed the one-year anniversary of this blog. I originally intended to rush through this thing in a few months when I was unemployed, but it didn’t work out that way. We’ll see how it goes, but I’m a busy guy. Speaking of which, I wasn’t too busy to give some guys who I assume are approximately my own age or older some shit over at another blog. I mean honestly, how many 40+ year-old guys have time to be reading 576 page re-issues of old fanzines, written by a bunch of kids? Not that I’m bashing the kids, mind you, as they might actually find the thing interesting. And how many useless books need to be written about Punk Rock? It just ain’t that fuckin’ interesting after it has been beaten to death 1000 times. You people kill me, but everyone has different priorities, I suppose, however, rather than having me lecture on how us grownups ought to be spending our time, let me suggest that, instead of trying to make me look like an idiot, you try rubbing it in my face how you manage to have so much free time on your hands—I’m inspired by stories about how people became independently wealthy or managed to beat the System.
But it’s not like I don’t love the kiddie stuff. Hell, no! I live for dumbass, juvenile, Punk Rock idiocy—like this ridiculous piece-o-crap. Thing is, I can rip this to my iPod and play it in my car instead of hovering over a turntable spinning the thing. And, trust me, the “scene” isn’t dead—it just sucks. Everything dies and if your best memories are of shit you did when you were 20, you’re doing something wrong, buddy. And if there is ever a time when the world stops churning out smartass teenagers who start stupid bands, just let me know and I’ll just step right up to help fill the void—I’m pretty sure I can still hack it. As for this record, what we have here is some above-average Class of 1983 hardcore with vocals that sound like they were recorded at the wrong speed in parts—and maybe they were! Lyrically, these guys more than adequately meet my lofty standards and I ripped the little booklet that came with it, as well, to share their genius. They appear to have been from Shitcago.
Miss America Sucks
VICTIMZ OF SOCIETY
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New York Dolls – “Bad Girl / Subway Train” 7″ (1972)
Funny how, after you’ve owned a record for a few decades, it becomes invisible, even when you are looking right at it. I don’t know why I forgot about this one, but it is certainly essential listening and you should be downloading this right now instead of reading. Two tracks from the 1973 LP, recorded with no frills and released in 1972, with a sloppier, more raw sound. Do you need any further endorsement?
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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
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I Found Her Telephone Number….
And for those who never listened to GG Allin: GG Allin – Blow Jobs
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