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'To Hell With The Boys' CD
(AHOY CD113) 1999
Originally released in the Winter of '79,
'To Hell With the Boys' was their 3rd
album. And it made a welcome return
after an enforced 18 month layoff due to
record company wrangles. Despite the
first wave of punk seeping away under
the new Mod resurgence in the UK, this
album was a much needed beacon at
the time of release. But like a lotta punk
outfits, was pretty much ignored and
destined for obscurity and the bargain
bins! However
Captain Oi! spotted this
gem in the shit pile and gave it a much
needed respray. This album stands the
test of time, and shows
the Boys were
still more than capable of pumping out
some quality bubble gum punk.
Recorded in the Norwegian town of Hell,
hence the title, this 15 tracker starts off
in fine fettle with a manic instrumental
rendition of the trad. tune 'Sabre Dance',
you'll recognize it when you hear it!
Before taking us through a wide variety
of pop-punk styled numbers, that
were so good at. If you wanna
hear real 'pop-punk' on your stereo, use
this as a reference point coz this is a
true definition. They slow things down for
another anthem of dead heroes on the
chugging and terminally brilliant...
'Terminal Love'. A song that pays
homage to the long gone 'needle'
fraternity. What I like best about
is they just had a natural ability to
create sussed punk without any obvious
gimmicks or bones of contention. Casino
Steele's keyboards are a lot more
prominent on this recording, and they
add more depth to the tunes and the
Dangerfield/Reid vocals. Take the
mammoth 7 minutes of 'You Cant Hurt A
Memory' for the incriminating evidence.
Before we ride off on a Norton into chord
change heaven via the cleverly
arranged 'Kamikaze'! 'Waiting For A
Lady' has a neat cheeky riff to go with
it's bird pullin lyrics. But things in
life wasn't all easy as the catchy
'Bad Day' with some real life situations is
cleverly adopted to that punk rock beat.
The Boys had humour, a great flair for
tunes and were basically a good time
punk rock 'n' roll band, nothing more
nothing less. Some of the slower tunes
don't have as much bite as the more
upbeat numbers, but check out the
closing track 'Independent Girl' and it's
witty after thought...
"I am the skid mark
on your social world"
for proof you
don't speed to create a goody. We are
then treated to 5 bonus tracks of
B-sides, covers and 2 of their Yuletide
pseudonyms as
the Yobs. These last
couple are definitely worth adding to
your collection. Comes with a good clean
production and a great package of liner
notes and lyrics, presented with the
original artwork too.
Captain Oi! Records

CD 1999
The Drones reemerge in '99 from a 15
year hiatus. They greet us with some
brand new material and a few very
dodgy covers. The title track 'Sorted' is
one of only 2 really strong tracks of the
12 on show! It's got a great grinding
distorted guitar, pounding drumbeat and
real life lyrics about scoring on the
street. Great opener for any prospective
drug dealer. If you've seen em live since
their reformation in '96, you'll know they
play mostly the old stuff, but this track is
cocky and confident enough to stand out
alongside 'Lookalikes' etc.
The Drones
back in the days of lore, were always a
hit and miss outfit, which was stunningly
displayed on their debut album back in
'77. They always seemed a lot more
capable of producing catchy singles
than on the vast expanse of an album.
Sadly that assumption applies to 75% of
this follow up album. Reason being, they
just don't have the energy, the bite or
the hunger no more.This album seems
more like a cash in while the interests
still there, than a genuine comeback.
The Drones can't seem to avoid the
potholes of the 'second time around'
syndrome. 'Sorted' is full of holes! We
are only given respite by the occasional
nugget jumping out from the dross.
on here ain't aged well, and
sound very laboured and past it on
suspect numbers like 'Nightman' or
'Psychotic Woman', sung by bass player
Gus Gangerene. MJ Drone still sounds
good though, and was the bands
greatest asset back then and now. But
even he can't save em from shoddy
workmanship. The only other standout
track was 'Johnny Go Home', a remix
from the accompanying single, and it
reinstates their potential for more
superior stuff with it's strong fuzzy
guitars and seedy reflection of life on the
dark streets of London. But for fucks
sake, it all pales into insignificance when
they roll out Don McLeans 'American
Pie'.... aarrrrrrrghhhhhh!!!! A poly filler
track if ever I heard one! They quickly
redeem themselves with 'I'll Get Back To
You'.A track with a neat but subtle
Hammond organ just high enough in the
mix to give it suspense. At a push the
only other track of note was the
pisstake, 'Jon The Postman' . All about
the illusive Manchester ligger. Just as
the smiles fade away we are totally side
tracked once more by yet another
damning cover of 'Heard It Through The
Grapevine' thus sealing this albums fate
forever. Why do bands choose to cover
stale old songs when all they're gonna
do to them, is give em another stale old
coating? Answers on a postcard to Jon
the Postman!
Captain Oi! Records
'Huntington Beach'
CD (AHOY CD114) 1999
First issued in 1986 'Huntington Beach'
named after the highly populated LA
area of beach punks, who were probably
a lot more in your face than this studio
Subs album could ever be. To be fair, I
got some video footage of this line-up in
action and James Moncur the Nick
Garratt sound alike on guitar, is more
than a capable replacement for the
absent tune smith. Sadly he can't turn
that talent to some new
Subs standards
on this album. Charlie's joined on this
collaboration by drummer Rab Fae Beith,
who was also running their then Record
label RFB Records. I seriously doubt
other record labels would've touched
this. Completing the lineup is young
Scottish bass player Ricky Maguire, who
previously played in
Chaotic Youth.
This album was supposed to be the
going back to their punk roots after
the abysmal experimentation phase. Well
the new songs on here ain't nowhere
near as memorable, in fact they're very
ordinary in comparison, and in 3 cases
bordering on the dire. Opening track
'Rock N Roll Savage' is the albums only
standout track with it's sinister but familiar
subsy guitar runs, powerful beat and
Charlie in fine form. Meanwhile the rest of
the 15 tracks that followed were on the
whole pretty average. But midway
through we had to endure the fucking
hideous, strummy 'Miss Teenage USA'
with Charlie's horrible excuse for
crooning. It's followed by a really corny
hillbilly pisstaker called 'Huntington' which
wasn't even that funny. Stick to straight
punk Charlie, it's what you do best. They
continue this shitty rural theme with a
skiffling C&W lump of shit called 'Dirt Boy'
which really put this album in the joke
category. 'Huntington Beach' is a classic
example of a more than capable gigging
Subs unit going into the studio with no
real new ideas.
The Subs going through
the motions ain't much fun, and no matter
how well Jim Moncur can ape that classic
Garratt sound, if you ain't got the tunes
to follow the licks, this becomes just
another letter in their alphabet of albums.
The 5 bonus tracks at the end provide us
with the superior 'This Gun Says' with
that great choppy riff and Charlie's
continuing love affair with guns. Plus live
versions of 'New Barbarians',
'Stranglehold' and 'Tomorrows Girls' from
their 1986 'Live In Holland' EP, saved this
album from being a total washout!
Captain Oi! Records

'A Lot To Learn'
CD 1999
This is a strange release, as it was
originally re-corded in the early 80's but
has somehow gained two extra tracks
and reissued here! Well it's under the
guise of lead singer/guitarist and founder
member Phil Holmes (the geezer who
looks like he's auditioning for a Village
People slot). But don't all laugh at once
coz he's had this played on the Johnny
Rotten radio show and escaped Mr
Rotten's inquisition which ain't no small
feat. It's also got a lot of good reviews
under it's suburban belt. Well I must
admit like quite a few others I was
expecting some mundane pop-punk sort
of stuff that inhabited America back in
days of lore! But I should've learned well
enough by now to never judge a CD by
it's cover as this is a little gem. There's
only 7-tracks on here but they all have
that overall gutsy sound and it's a sound
I like. From the off, the thing that hits you
straight away is the guitar riffs. Yep
they're straight from dare I say it the
Steve Jones reform school of street. The
23-minutes worth of trax has got a great
clean sound and when I read in the
sleeve notes it was produced by Steve
Jones himself the connection clicked!
The other sound that runs with the guitar
is Nick's unusual whine! I say whine coz
Becca Puke remarked to me when she
heard the CD that it
"sounded like a bad
REM clone covering a Greedies song!"

(snigger), but I have to disagree with her
on that one. I think it's got a good
addictive mid-pace feel about it. And with
those power chords and neat chunky
choruses it's a winner for me. This has
been playing on my stereo on and off for
months! And it's just a pity there ain't
more of it to explore coz seven tracks is
pretty much just a taster. The songs
have no deep meaning and don't say a
lot which could be their one weak point
coz it's got no stance or obvious angst,
but they still keep creeping back in your
head. I would say though it'll only appeal
to those with a certain guitar sound as
their punk rock preference (if your a
junkie for that 'Bollocks' chord crashing,
you'll fucking love this!). Especially on
songs like 'Reality' and it's "Hey Hey".
Phil's guitaring sound was so addictive
that Mr Jones had to be kept an eye on
during this recording session coz he was
tempted to grab his gibson and walk off
with it to the nearest Heroin dealer! Only
kidding folks! Last track 'Secret Society'
has me chuckling continuously when the
nose pinching
"your debris" vocal is
employed, but you'll have to hear this to
experience that moment of punk comedy!
So chuck a few quid over to Nick now
before he tops himself!!!
$10.00 postpaid The Nothings, 22287
Mulholland HWY #304, CA. 91302
sorry link is down.

'Split EP'
(Mass 19) 45 1999.
I know fuck all about these two punk
bands from France. And don't have a
clue what they are singing about, but who
needs words or meanings if the music is
doing the talking. And as soon as
Dipsomanie kick off with that Oxymoron
type of guitar sound you could tell they
knew a tune or two. They produce some
good kicking street punk anthems with
the guitars guiding this along quite nicely
on 'Riene Faire'. The other track has a
good punchy anthemic chorus that
chants along amidst the energetic
verses. They've got added power
with the duel guitars and are adorned
with the usual studs 'n' leather attire any
self respecting street-punker wears these
The Steroids come from the hardcore
side of the street and kick in with a good
thick crunchy guitar riff that was their
best quality. They are a lot more melodic
Dipsomanie and wasn't quite as
interesting. Especially when those oh so
thick garlic sounding vocals start up.
Their last track 'Kanivo Chaos' was good
though, with it's dark atmospheric
laughter in the intro. On the whole a
good 4 track sampler of what's crawling
through the streets of France today so
Available from Mass Prod BP287,
35005 RENNES Cedex, France.
The Best Of The Ejected' CD
(AHOYCD112) 1999
Fuckin great snotty 3-piece here, from
way back in early 80's England where the
dole MEANT THE DOLE! And unless you
had a shitty job or rich parents nothing
existed apart from music, birds and
The Ejected epitomize that era
on this release. Think of low-fi
in their early basic song department but
with a Cockney accent! Their use of
short, sharp, shock treatment, strapped
to buzzsaw chords, with the lanky
Dagenham tones of Big Jim Brooks up fackin poetry in motion mate!
That moronic deadpan delivery belies a
smart knack for a tune. Seems Essex
bred youthful indulgence had a lot more
snot than chords in those days. And
thank fuck for that, coz this collection
really does work! Just check out their
debut rant of 'East End Kids' or the
brilliant 'Have You Got 10p'...
not me!".
Which is a light hearted spoof
on scrounging, but still punks most
sussed begging song ever put to tape!
The Ejected also coined the phrase
'Fast N Loud'...
."Punk N Proud!" which I
totally adhere to if this is the end result!
However I was never comfortable with the
'proud' bit. That was something akin to
soldiers, and I could never understand
that train of thought? However
should be proud of the fact that
they are emulated far and wide these
days, in the form of a million and one
copycat outfits. Trendsetters rarely get
acknowledged, but we all know deep
down who set the scene. They also had a
certain naive roguish charm about em
that put em way above the majority of
chancers. These geezers put football
chants to music without sounding
territorial. And unlike
the Rejects,they
made it fun without it ever getting heavy!
Considering this is low budget punk rock
on a shoestring scale, it sounds very real
and fresh 20 years later. They've created
natural atmosphere in their songs that
money can't buy. Talking of which, songs
like 'Man Of War' show signs of em
progressing ever so slightly from the early
moronic stompers to a more thought out
approach. They were a
Riot City band,
but these broke the mold, cozy there's
nothing transistorized about the sound at
all. They're there right inside the speaker
kicking up a fuss. So fair play to Nicky
Garrett of
the Subs for an intuitive
production job on their 2nd album 'The
Spirit Of Rebellion'. Theyve now become
a 4-piece and songs like 'Army Life'
reflect a big jump in song structures and
ideas. It's still composed very simply but
with a subtle arrangement on those duel
guitars giving em way more depth. They
also attempt a bit of skanking and dub
and make it sound OK, but lose the plot
somewhat on 'Greenham Woman'. They
maintain a more leisurely pace on the
raunchy 'Dirty Schoolgirls', that's got a
sleazy riff Hugh Cornwell would've been
proud off. Continuing
the Stranglers
fixation, they send up 'Go Buddy Go'
which ain't as bad as it sounds. See,
there are covers out there apart from the
routine to poke fun at!!!  3 years on in the
life of
The Ejected and they can still
pump out the odd snotty tune when they
need to stretch their fingers, and
'Russians' comes out with full guns
ablazin. The topics may sound dated in
today's terrorist climate, but you can
always pencil in the target of your choice
if you so wish. 'Public Animal No1' was
never released in '83 due to Riot City
Records folding amidst the punk fallout.
So it's great to hear it here with that great
Cossack howling, more chants and shock
horror... a lengthy guitar solo!!!! 1984
arrives just as
the Ejected gets the push
from the punk scene for good!...or so we
thought! Forward to 1997 and the first
Ejected compilation release on Captain
Oi! reaches Jim Brooks warehouse. Jim
inspired, puts together
the Ejected once
more to record the last 4 tracks on this 22
track comp. And you know what, 13 years
down the road they still ain't lost that
knack for a snotty attack, all be it with a
few extra guitar solos!
The Ejected have
no plans to reunite on a regular basis,
just for a piss-up! Which is just one more
reason to hear this, it's fast n loud....and
it's fuckin sound!
Captain Oi! Records

'Barbi In Bondage'
(?) 45 1999
'Barbi in Bondage' gets a 1999 remix on
this bright pink lurex 4 tracker, and rightly
so. It's delivered with some great over the
top artwork, that features guitarist, Binky
the elf in a uncompromising pose, and
shows exactly what you can do with your
little sisters Barbi's, especially if you ain't
careful and own an overactive
Narcoleptic Youth are
rapidly becoming my fave US band of
these times. They're a band young
enough to have teenage peers without
actually being out of touch with them, and
they're old enough to recognize a tune
when they create one. They've snatched
the best influences from the last 25 years
of CA punk and come up with their own
version on this slab of marble vinyl. This
is the kinda band that seasoned punks
like me get excited about all over again
and the kids lap em up too. How many
bands do that these days? They are
easily one of the few newer crop of
Californian punk bands who seem to
single handedly perpetuate the dying
spectre of the infamous
And luckily for us it ain't
done in a note for note tribute parody.
No, these boys do it with integrity and zest
just like the original. And you can forget
about the 'new'
Dead Kennedy's cabaret
act doing the rounds this summer, coz
Narcoleptic Youth have all the original
panache of that band and more to offer
today's punk generation. 'Barbi In
Bondage' is the song to get under the
skin of every decent, anxious parent
waiting for their young punk rock kid
outside the latest all ages showcase
theatre. Yeah this one will go down well in
suburbia, I can see the shrinks phones
getting hot this very minute. Followed by
the breakneck chaser of 'Mini Van Soccer
Mom' which is an hilarious shot of snot
from road hog valley. Are women drivers
really this bad in Corona? Flip it over and
we're confronted by the familiar 'California
Uber Alles' bass, drum intro? wait a
sec, it's a newbie called 'My Neighbour
Hates Me'. This track tears along with
some sinister rifferama that's sneered to
with much gusto on the snotty line of
"your old, your bitter you hate the
world, your jealous coz you know your
about to die!!!!"
, dedicated to
neighbourly love no doubt? Punk Rock
conformity and those secret trench coat
mentality issues are raised on the angry
'86 Crap'. Which gets a studio sheen but
it ain't quite as effective in a sterile
situation of a recording booth compared
to the rough, but atmospheric live version
on the 'Split In Your Eye'. It's missing the
kids from the pit singing on the chorus,
but still has those funny
"baaah baaah"
sheep impersonations from J. Bondage.
Whatever the case the more you play this
EP the better it gets so do yourself a
favour and check it out before the limited
edition 1,000 print run dissolves. West
Coast punk is looking very good indeed.
'The Best Of The Crack' CD
(AHOY CD109) 1999
Now here's a band who I ain't at all
familiar with sound wise. It's strange
considering they were signed up by RCA
giants in the early 80's, after winning a
Battle Of The Bands competition. But
from the opening track 'Don't You Ever
Let Me Down' you can see why.
had all the makings of a
potentially fine pop punk outfit alongside
The Stiffs, Starjets etc. And like those
doomed combos mentioned, fate had
other ideas. For starters
The Crack are
definitely the missing link between
and Slade, if you wanna rough
analysis. Lead singer/guitarist Steve
Jones (no relation) has a distinct Noddy
Holder holler, within his range. And like
Sparrer he's backed up with some
capable guitar noise. They're a band
who seem way too musical for the Oi!
crowd, they are so often pigeon holed
with. There's a certain sheen to their
sound which gave labels like RCA reason
to come a sniffin. Maybe this slickness
was too much for most to handle? My gut
reaction was missing a certain edge, or a
bit of danger lurking within the cracks. I
detected a 'too good to be true feel' but
that could be my suspicious mind on
overtime? What we do get is a full blown
selection of 19 tracks, covering the
bands 15 year + career. And even when
Dean Gifford the bassist, took over
vocals on 'That's The Way' they
maintained their standards showing
diversity. Production wise it's full on and
only faltered as they plough into a muddy
'Hard Road'. Were are then treated to
the Cracks biggest claim to
fame and the song that stamped em with
'Slade of the punk' scene label -
'My World'. This tune is a sure fire crowd
pleaser in the studio and even better
live. The only major drawback for
I could see, is they don't have
much else to tempt us with. They lack a
definite character or a sense of danger
needed to give em extra edge. Maybe
that's why lesser talented bands with
stronger personality's in their lineup got
more press? It's a shame good rocking
outfits like this couldn't make more of a
dent especially with songs like 'I'll Be
There'. I guess the record buying public
need more. With the dream over (major
label wise) it didn't stop em carrying on
well into the 90's. It certainly didn't stop
em knocking out good solid tunes like the
addictive 'Don't Stop Me'. They even
turned out a rousing '98 World Cup
anthem 'Bring It Back Home', which may
not be the official release, but it's sung
with way more conviction. We end on live
note and
the Cracks finest moment 'My
World', which is unleashed in front of a
baying German crowd and captures the
band in a highly charged mode!
Captain Oi! Records

'Glass Of Champagne'
Promo Tape 1999.
3 tracks here from Pigfish who are
pumping em out thick 'n' fast. But they
ain't picked the most notable song to
cover from the mid 70's. In fact it's such a
pretty straight down the line take on the
original that I had to ask myself why?
This song never had panache then and it
certainly don't carry in today's music
scene. We could hear this crap
anywhere on a K-Tel 70's pop
compilation if we were really that way
inclined but my name ain't Keith
Chegwin! So why cover it? This is one
poor choice and makes the bands
musical taste very suspect indeed!!! On
the other hand the two originals on
display are more like it, beginning with
'Shut Up' which is a more mellower
version than their new album take. And
with a song title like 'Shut Up' it was
always gonna make me hark back to
classic, which is nothing like
this apart from a similar chorus but JJ
Burnel certainly had a lot more angst
than Russ Frame. Finally the last track
'Turkish Delight' was the best of the
bunch with a Arabic flavour running
through in the background guitars and a
going out on a Saturday night and
picking up something more than you
bargained for in the cryptic lyrics. It's all
cleverly slowed down and dropped out
for the build up with some beefed riffs
kicking in just at the right time, which is
Pigfish will win over new fans,
especially with that addictive dog dancing
finale. So fuck the covers off lads, your
own stuff is by far the best!

'Live At CBGB's'
(SD1977) CD 1999
Special Duties playing that New York
bastion of punk rock CBGB's in the
summer of 1998!!! It's something only 5
years ago would've been laughed at with
some amusement by even the band
themselves, but in this day and age of
renewed interest in anything from the UK
80's punk boom, anything can happen
and does. So you can't blame em for
getting it down on tape, which I spose
beats playing Oliver Twists!!! I only wish
this was recorded back in 1982 when Mr
Arrogant and the boys had a lot more
arrogance and spite in his vocals and
attitude. Obvious reason for this being
the late 90's version of
the Duties are a
very tame bunch of old cunts compared
with their former selves! And even worse
than that they did nothing but lick New
York's arse, especially the now very
conservative Steve Arrogant who
declared his undying love of everything
American on more than one occasion,
with his groveling between song banter.
The crowd of young NY punks however
lapped up all that 'cap in hand' type of
stuff, including the
Violent Society mob,
who were mistakenly rolled in on the act
coz Steve Arrogant foolishly thought they
named their band after one of his better
moments (snigger). It's a good
production though with a warts 'n' all set,
just like those old
Roxy WC2 albums and
it certainly catches the atmosphere. On a
downer it shows the band ain't half as
aggressive as their snottier recorded
output led us to believe. But they do try
and relight that spark in patches on this
40 minute set, but the playing is
somewhat jet lagged and out of focus
especially Steve Duties bass parts. They
do a couple of covers in the 18-song set
most notable being 'Gary Gilmores Eyes'
the Adverts and The Dils classic,
'Class War' which were highlights. And
amongst their own stuff raw gems like
'Punk Rocker' (where there is an old
Arrogant vocal lurking about the chorus),
' They Don't Care About Me' and
'Colchester Council' refired their old
form. They encored with 'Bullshit Crass'
which got em a lot of publicity at the time
but which is actually a fucking awfully
bland song in today's climate. The New
York crowd went home happy though
when their favourite 'Police State' was
bought out as a grand finale. A pretty
tame performance, but a piece of history
no less. Some good crowd snaps adorn
the cover and in fact made the band
seem pretty jaded by comparison.
There's apparently only a 1,000 of these
in existence so grab em while stocks last.
$12.00 from Church Cottage, High
Street, Thorpe-le-Spoken, Essex CO16
OEB, UK or check out their site
'Pissed Mouthy Trollops'
45  (weird05) 1999.
My fucking god!!! These 4 hormonally
imbalanced punk whores get worse and
worse! Main culprit and lead gobshite is
the ever present Spu Terrible. Her
vocals are enough to try the patience of
any saint, man or beast. Some cunt will
end doing life living with her. Her worzel
vocals are nagging incorporated!!! No
kidding! God help the man who ends up
as her other half, cos he's seriously
gonna need councelling big time!!!
P.M.T. hail from Norwich (whoooaarr)
and consist of 4 rough looking, pissed
up mouthy trollops as the sign says.
These punkettes are trying to be a 90's
version of
the Slits but failing big time.
What little talent they had, after go
knows how many years of trawling
through the toilets of the UK and
European scene, has fell way across
the floor. They un-improve with age!
This EP is 4 faster than light but rough
as fuck tracks of textbook punk riffs with
no style and boring lyrics. They just get
more embarrassing as time goes by.
Sure they don't give us any false
illusions of anything else but common as
muck punk rock done by birds who've
probably ad more dick than Paula
Yates. But c'mon ladies (snigger) try
and be a bit original for once in your
council house lives. They do use a sax
as a decoy but it's far too restrained
and needs more chunks of the song
than the odd blurt here or there. Their
earlier songs showed promise and was
a load better than this release!
finish the abuse with a cover of 'I Will
Survive' that's karaoke at it's best and
£2/$5 postpaid from Weird Records 61
London Road, Balderton, Newark, Notts,
NG24 3AG, England.
'North America Sucks'
(vp046) CD 1999.
This punk band from the 'Dam are one
of the few unrealised powerhouse punk
outfits from Europe. And steam into the
15 tracks of their manic intense album
as though it's their last. The pisstaking
blasts to conservatism living
everywhere, are fucking great. I like
these a lot and MC Dogshit the
Canadian lead singer who's got a bee in
his bonnet about everything, gives his
all to the songs, which in turn gives em
an edge. As soon as he opens his gob,
you can tell how pissed off he is.
Brezhnev ain't pc, weedy or anything
else that rhymes with E! These cunts
don't give a fuck! Songs like the blitzing
'District '72...fuck you' that pummel his
old Canadian redneck hangout, are spat
out with such a vengeance...It's great!
The guitars supplied by the mafiosa
sounding Ola Cabona are fast and
heavy enough to keep em interesting.
Ola comes from the Johnny Thunders
school of powerchords and that's how
we want it here in Nihilism land!!!
Brezhnev (don't be fooled by the
name) are angry but funny...very funny.
And they really dish it out in a blunt
sarcastic manner. They sing about bent
politics, sex, debauchery and the crutch
of society without remission. They ain't
afraid to tread on toes and their claim
that the whole world is against em could
one day be realised. They end on a high
with 'North America Sucks'. Which
should either bring them critical acclaim
or derrision in some circles! One way or
Records,Burg.Loysonstr.27, NL-6373
PB Landgraaf. or
Mad Skull Records
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