Puppies in a Sack

Sometimes there's just not a lot to say and the music needs to speak for itself.

the Delphobics (1980)

For the most part, I've always found NYC to be highly overrated for music. There were certainly some great and highly influential bands that came from there that I absolutely love, but lots and lots of half baked crap that people still make a fuss over simply because it arose from a famous place that smells like urine and desperation.

This single isn't one of those however. They fittingly called their record label "Fake Doom" It's perfect listening for quiet nights in the bunker with a can of tinned meat.

 


Dancing Cigarettes ( 1981)

Bloomington Indiana. It had an extremely vibrant little music scene at the same time that all everything else was going down everywhere else and the world only paid attention to London and New York. It's way too bad because there was some great stuff happening there where the folks were making music for the sole reason of amusing themselves without any real dream of a write up in Creem magazine. Gulcher Records documented a lot of it. Here's a fine example of that. It's odd in all the right ways.