That fine online magazine
Oct. 18th, 2004 02:53 amThe Organ said this and, hey, who are we to argue.
"DEMO OF THE WEEK 2
THE BAD FUCKS – FUCK FOR PEACE – Ah yes such delicate souls. Seems they answered my call… and what was the call? Seems I said somewhere at some point that “what I need today is a filthy old school streetwise offensively wholesome punk rock bands that make me want to hit things” – and here it is, full-on old school throat retching gravel yodeling shouting ranting violent chanting proper crust-smashing punk rock – if only I could always get what I ask for (or should it be a case of be careful what you wish for, you might just get it!) Nine tracks, the last is a whole one minute long, the shortest is twenty-four glorious seconds of. “Fuck The RHCP” doesn’t have enough lyrics to need the good looking lyric sheet – guess they don’t like the Red Hot Chili Peppers that much, or indeed Sunderland F.C – hey there’s only one set of people who are bothered about Sunderland, we got no problem with Sunderland around here, but hey F The Mags - black and white bottlers. Hang on, Nazi Nailbomb A Go-Go is one minute seven seconds – a prog rock epic of a piece with healthy dislike of C-18 and the BNP. Old school crustopunk (in classic regulation black and white artwork wraparound). Ah yes, one for you lovers of fine things like Conflict and Discharge and Civilised Society and them good old anarchopunk bands - oh yes, more rising from the far from dead empire."
There is also, recursively, a link to this journal as being the nearest to a web presence there is for the Bad Fucks. Must get round to sorting that out but as the description above makes clear, slick marketing doesn't sit right with such a band. What web address would we get? thebadfucks.com would be rather incongruous...
(The Organ swore off reviewing things altogether for a while, but it seems enthusiasm has got the better of that one and they can't keep quiet. Good.)
"DEMO OF THE WEEK 2
THE BAD FUCKS – FUCK FOR PEACE – Ah yes such delicate souls. Seems they answered my call… and what was the call? Seems I said somewhere at some point that “what I need today is a filthy old school streetwise offensively wholesome punk rock bands that make me want to hit things” – and here it is, full-on old school throat retching gravel yodeling shouting ranting violent chanting proper crust-smashing punk rock – if only I could always get what I ask for (or should it be a case of be careful what you wish for, you might just get it!) Nine tracks, the last is a whole one minute long, the shortest is twenty-four glorious seconds of. “Fuck The RHCP” doesn’t have enough lyrics to need the good looking lyric sheet – guess they don’t like the Red Hot Chili Peppers that much, or indeed Sunderland F.C – hey there’s only one set of people who are bothered about Sunderland, we got no problem with Sunderland around here, but hey F The Mags - black and white bottlers. Hang on, Nazi Nailbomb A Go-Go is one minute seven seconds – a prog rock epic of a piece with healthy dislike of C-18 and the BNP. Old school crustopunk (in classic regulation black and white artwork wraparound). Ah yes, one for you lovers of fine things like Conflict and Discharge and Civilised Society and them good old anarchopunk bands - oh yes, more rising from the far from dead empire."
There is also, recursively, a link to this journal as being the nearest to a web presence there is for the Bad Fucks. Must get round to sorting that out but as the description above makes clear, slick marketing doesn't sit right with such a band. What web address would we get? thebadfucks.com would be rather incongruous...
(The Organ swore off reviewing things altogether for a while, but it seems enthusiasm has got the better of that one and they can't keep quiet. Good.)