New York's Alright If You Like Tuberculosis

Yesterday was the final show of the Vans Warped Tour here in Los Angeles and I was lucky enough to be comped a ticket. Of course, I have little to no interest in most of the artists playing, I had not even heard of most of them, but there was the Old School stage... There I caught U.K. Subs, D.O.A., and an amazing set from Fishbone. Yet, after a very weak and ungrateful band from Kansas City with the misfortune of playing after Fishbone I got what I was really looking forward to... FEAR.

While it was in the fallout of the most severe commercialization of punk rock, it was the most punk experience of my life. Lee Ving is as charismatic and acerbic as ever and the crowd was true L.A. hardcore. The whole set was very strong and the highlights, apart from "More Beer" were many of the same highlights as from the below album. They started off with "I Love Living In The City," and had a performance of "Beef Baloney" on par with the classic SNL debacle. Of course, "New York's Alright If You Like Saxophones" resonated heavily for me at this point in my life, even as it lacked the saxophone part...

For those who may not be well versed in FEAR, here's a little background: They were one of the original LA hardcore bands formed in the late 70s and bridged the (slight) gap between the Germs, X, Screamers, and Weirdos and likes of Black Flag and T.S.O.L. They were also John Belushi's favorite band (one listen to this and that makes a whole lot of sense) and he would not agree to do the SNL Halloween special in 1981 unless they could be the band. They got to do that and made a mess of their much maligned New York City featuring slam dancers and thousands of dollars worth of damage to the studio. They played "Beef Baloney" and of course "New York's Alright If You Like Saxophones" but were cut off mid-song while performing "Let's Have A War." It was definitive punk rock, of course, and Lee Ving has not changed a bit since then... at least not publicly. So get ready to get offended and enjoy...


FEAR - The Record (1982)

Love, Rock 'n' Roll Style

These days more and more people are realizing that the MC5's "Miss X" is the ultimate rock 'n' roll love song. While listening to an original copy of High Time, my friend Paul first made that comment, and upon the slight amount of though needed I realized he was right. Just weeks ago while watching the first episode of Eastbound & Down I saw that show's brilliant producers agreed. ...Enough to make Wayne Kramer the show's composer, so if you still haven't watched that show, there's yet another reason. So, in effect this entry is dedicated to my friends Tommy and Mike who made my love of the show possible... at least at the time at which it happened.

Rob Tyner's voice is at its soulful best and the band channels all its energy into a more focused and elegant sound than previously heard. Like the rest of the album it is rawer than the previous album, but still cleaner and more accessible than Kick Out The Jams. "Miss X" stands out as one for the ages and its sincerity will pull at the heart strings of any true rock fan. Written entirely by Kramer it justifies why he is the man most synonomous with the group even more than the mere fact that he unlike Rob Tyner and Fred "Sonic" Smith are gone and he is still around. I have looked for video footage of them performing this song, curious as to how it would translate and what would be done about the piano and organ parts, but no luck. If you have any link to such footage please share!

This is an essential record for all curious about Detroit rock as it is often considered their best and other classic songs include the opener "Sister Anne," "Poison," and "Future/Now." After a live album and one that was jsut too clean and pithy the MC5's swansong at last captured their legacy. It is perhaps the greatest testament to everything great that the Detroit protopunkers achieved.


The MC5 - High Time (1971)

Gonna Break You Down, Gonna Pop You In The Mouth!

Just now, a friend of mine who was visiting New York City told me a bout a great concert experience he had there seeing a band called Personal & the Pizzas. It sounded like an amazing show featuring songs with titles like "You = Beat Up" and "Nobody Makes My Girl Cry But Me" and the singer whipping chains around while threatening the sound guy. The group is from San Francisco but their gimmick is being from Hoboken. They are quite similar in image, lyrics, and sound to the Ramones and The Dictators.

Here is a link to their myspace.

In a lot of ways, this is the best parody of the Northeast you could ever ask for and it's a whole lotta fun. The intro to "I Don't Wanna Be No Personal Pizza" says it all. Other great tracks to check out on there are "Brass Knuckles" and "I Don't Feel So Happy Now." "I Can Read," though is perhaps the rebuttal the Dictators would give their detractors after going Girls Crazy.

Blasting Off To Jimmy's House!

All great things start somewhere. The greatest thing in Rock 'n' Roll started right here in 1987.

Well, maybe not since Guided by Voices did release an EP, Forever Since Breakfast prior, but this is the first whole album. Pollard started off his prolific career with a series of scarcely available (essential you had to know the band personally) albums, most of which are quite good - though obviously not up to the transcendent beauty of the later work. This really is a noble debut despite that Pollard and cohorts had not yet found their exact voice and at times the songs are noticeably (to the untrained ear) a little derivative. R.E.M. in particular is an undeniable influence, especially on the albums two best cuts "Hey, Hey, Spaceman," in which Pollard's vocals are unusually Stipe-esque and the DIY anthem of "Hank's Little Fingers." The whole album really does forshadow the band's whole career with exellence in songwriting and eccentricities such as the remarkably short lengths and stylistic splicing. Unlike some other early albums, this one even got some presence on the career-spanning best of with closer "Captain's Dead." Pollard's exploration into a more diverse oeuvre is even evident in the epic "Portrait Destroyed by Fire" and instrumental "Crux." The Lo-Fi art was only in its nascent stages here perhaps due to Tobin Sprout's temporary absence (he was living in Florida, but had already passed through the ranks), but considering the commonality of cheap recording by the time this was made widely available, that is negligible.

Do not be put off by the band's obscurity at the time of its release - this is just as worthy as any other GbV album and has enough classics to keep it in rotation. It is available only as part of Box. The question "What keeps Big Daddy happy?" is in reference to Jimmy Pollard's pet rooster on the cover (great story about the photo). It is the same line from "Don't Stop Now."


Guided By Voices - Devil Between My Toes (1987)

Pushed To A Wall The First "Punk" Record.

That is mostly because, perhaps only since I am from New Jersey, that the word "punk" evokes the image of a fat, middle-aged New York area man yelling at a bunch of overgrown teenagers something like "get off my car punk!" The Dictators, straight out of the outer Burroughs (including some of the last whites to live in the Bronx!) certainly were who this man would be yelling at.

Some of the best elements of punk rock are found here including an unbeatable and racy sense of humor in tracks with in-your face titles like "Back to Africa" (catch the Clash's inspiration at the end) and "Master Race Rock." The lyrics end up not carrying the white supremacist message one may assume from the titles. The band carried on some Nazi imagery later in their career with a flair that their UK counterparts could only dream of since many of the members were Jews. Other song topics cover the punk way of life stemming back to the Beach Boys with the classic closer "(I Live For) Cars and Girls" being the prime example along with any street punk theme song "Teengenerate." The band covers much of the same topics of New York artists not typically associate with punk rock like doo-wop, but with a hilarious way of not sugar-coating it best seen in the Friday-night anthem "Weekend." Pop covers are another wonderful element here with "I Got You Babe" being done by two men with enough sense of humor to highlight a true love for the song. Basically, they were coming from the same exact place as the Ramones, but with less image construction, and in my opinion, a bit more sincerity. This record is pure fun.

However, the Dictators cannot be mentioned without "Handsome" Dick Manitoba. The band's mascot and "secret weapon" serves mainly as a background vocalist on this record, but his energy is what propels the band into greatness, as the cover should show you. Think Rob Tyner with the flair of a pro-wrestler. The Dictators can also be connected to metal to a certian degree, not only in the fact that in 1975, this album was surely placed in that catergory. During one of the band's many long hiatuses lead guitarist Ross "The Boss" formed humor-metal band Man-O-War.

Perhaps needless to say the other "Boss" Bruce Springsteen is a huge fan.


The Dictators - The Dictators Go Girl Crazy! (1975)

Right Now, Right Now, Right Now, Right Now it's time to...

KICK OUT THE JAMS MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!

Continuing off their notable followers from last night, here's the MC5. They are the greatest.

This debut album of theirs recorded after years together working as a house band, recording singles, and only a year after their long and legendary performance at the 1968 DNC in Chicago captures their unparalleled live energy. Recorded around the peak of their association with the White Panther Party there is a whole lot whole lot of political rambling which luckily just adds to the energy of the performance. It should be noted how loose these affiliations were in reality with members going on to say "We weren't really into the whole political thing but chicks seemed to dig it," and "Being the young hustlers we were, we knew this whole hippie thing was gonna be huge." And they sure were young. Fred "Sonic" Smith was only 19 at the time this was recorded, and he wasn't too far below the average age at all. Despite this, all musicians excel and Rob Tyner's vocal perforamce and stage presence is legendary.

The record, while recorded at two separate performaces in Michigan has the vibe of the best concert you've ever been to with a performance structure that puts any "theatre rock" to shame. This is highlighted by Tyner's delayed arrival after the poplitical rant/hype and Brother Wayne Kramer's bizarre vocal lead on "Ramblin' Rose." After the blues standard Tyner procedes to kick out the jams. The energy never wanes, especially on the first side with closer "Rocket Reducer #62 (Rama Lama Fa Fa Fa)." The album oozes with sexual energy and simply put is rock at it's rockinest.

While at the time this was considered heavy metal (a topic I could outline for ages), and now classified as proto-punk, the group really shows all their sides. There is a whole lot experimentation, not only in the heavily cited use of feedback and heavy distortion, but their moves in free jazz and psychedelic territory.


The MC5 - Kick Out The Jams (1969)

Best listened to in a muscle car. (RIP Pontiac)


If you ask me, THIS is the high society!