Fake Gold & Broken Teeth LP
Back in 1977 SLAUGHTER & THE DOGS frantically raised the question “Where Have All The Bootboys Gone”, thirty-nine years and many worry lines later they finally receive the proper answer to satisfy their elementary needs by the PENNYCOCKS from Barcelona. Here they are, Latin Lover Bootboys from Catalonia cracking up bubble gum automats for their dear concubines and skipping out on a tab instead of beating up their opponents with handmade Millwall Bricks, allover handsome fellas going out for a Marlon Brando memorial spin through town on their rusty mopeds with the gold dust sound of music from the Fifties to the Seventies ringing in their ears.
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THE PISSED ONES
Piss In Your Pocket LP
Eat The Rat Records
I can’t quite put my finger on what exactly makes this band so different from countless like-minded acts of the ’77 revival imprint. All I know for sure is that you’d get hooked instantly within the first 20 seconds of the album, with the powerfully simple Wilko Jonson’esque riff of „Don’t You Get it“ blasting through the speakers. Having said this, it shouldn’t take you by surprise that THE PISSED ONES in my book are definitely making it onto the short list of the best contemporary bands outta Germany, if not certainly pulling ahead to the top of that list. Recently, this Dresden based outfit has just released their second release, „Piss In Your Pocket“, succeeding last year’s tape debut „All Pissed Up“, and now, with a proper LP under their belt, THE PISSED ONES once again successfully enter the rough-edged terrain of the late 70s UK punk explosion and deliver this sound in full effect.
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Fanzines, bloody hell ! It´s almost nine months ago now that I´ve tried multiple times at and at various resources to find a warm and cozy paper issue place for this CRAZY SQUEEZE tour report by Sir Frankie Delmane to creep in and be taken care of just to splendidly run aground.
Either I got offered the page space of a shopping list (if you don´t buy more than a piece of cheese and just a little salami) or I´ve been informed about guest writers not being asked for, sometimes I even got no answer at all or things just didn´t get sorted out the right way.
Nevertheless I still think that this tour report should be seen and read as it is perfectly echoing the passion and enthusiasm of the CRAZY SQUEEZE on stage. That “Glorious Pub Junk Glam’n’Roll providing you a rare and special kind of bliss only comparable to being laid to rest in the cuddly womb of a wet five dollar whore.” is really dripping out of every single letter noted down here.
As the CRAZY SQUEEZE have just released their “To The Lonely Ones / Red Rosie” 7inch on Pure Punk and will be coming back to Europe this autumn, I thought that this report may be a fine taster for all the undecided to be discipulized into unrestrained outta control CRAZY SQUEEZE junkies with, even despite such dumb and childish things like actuality.
Last but not least a million thanks to Frankie for his work writing this !
The Crazy Squeeze- the proverbially postmodern pub rock masterpiece, took our show on the road this past November, bringing our brand of direct hit hooks- a sonic hybrid of our musical heroes from The Boys UK, Little Bob Story, Heartbreakers, Eddie & The Hot Rods, Stooges, Chuck Berry and Little Richard- merged with subtle hints of R&B, Soul, hillbilly music, and some shots of noise for anarchistic fullness- to towns across Europe, in an effort to entertain and galvanize those interested in having a momentary fling with catharsis, transcendence, and the overall need to get drunk, stupid, and sloppy. Three and a half weeks of nightly debauchery, debasement, and self-destruction seemed to lead the way, as we crawled and scrapped through language barriers, dietary challenges, traffic transgressions, and the general quest for some sort of avoidance of our everyday lives back home in Angry America. We were well-oiled, ready, packed and pleased to be going places few of us have been, some of us have seen many times, yet all would count as new adventures for a lifetime.
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To The Lonely Ones / Red Rosie 7″
The desperately awaited fourth installment of the CRAZY SQUEEZE genuine Pub Music brand finally rose from the shabby speakers of my stereo with it´s mighty roar two days ago, generating that one and only, pure and peerless essence of teenage anthem magic with the kick off track “To The Lonely Ones” on instant.
Not only are they taking you on a quantum leap back to the Hammersmith Odeon on the 3rd of July, 1973 to be bitten by the Spiders From Mars and transform into Ziggy´s stardusted ghost haunted by rabid Diamond Dogs but also are creating that profoundly honest atmosphere of MOTT THE HOOPLE calling up all the young Boogaloo dudes, those army of abandoned freaks and forgotten losers, to stand up and be seen.
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