Shit Post

My contribution anyway.
The music is intended to make up for my shortcomings which are legion.

I should make a coffee.

Thief (1996)

This is good. Very good.
I do not feel the need to say another fucking thing about it.

Messerschitt Pilot's Severed Hand (1997)

This is even better.






Thus concludes Thee Headcoats post spree as currently planned.

Thank you for your attention,
please deposit any trash in the appropriate container at the end of the ride.

Short Post.

I'm not feeling it, but I have a personal quota to make.

Tubs Twist (1993)

Everybody switch instruments and somebody hit record. Wipe hands on pants and repeat for a flip side. Done.

She's in Disguise (1996)

Of note the flip here is a slowed down version of a song previously recorded by Thee Mighty Caesars which was the Billy Childish band immediately preceding Thee Headcoats.

Baseball is on

It's June where I am and I'm watching the Red Sox play the Yankees. It's not going very well for the Sox. They're down five runs in the bottom of the sixth inning. David Price had a pretty awful start and gave up two home runs.

I've decided that I don't need to pay that close attention any more.
It's pretty obvious how this will end.

In 1993 the Toronto Blue Jays won the World Series beating the Philadelphia Phillies in 6 games and you could have been listening to these singles by the Headcoats while they did it.

Action Time Vision (1993)

This is a very credible cover of the only song by Alternative Television that anybody knows. It's Ok. It's a great fucking song. I hesitate to say that Thee Headcoats best the original, but I'm not ruling it out either. The flip is no slouch either.

A solid effort. We'll go with that.

I'm a Confused Man (1993)

The only thing I have to say is that it's really kind of weird how my crap scanner took a solid beige border on the record sleeve and made it this weird psychedelic camouflage design.  I'm a confused man myself now.

Variations on a Childish Theme

 Let's keep this going

I have leftover Korean food to eat, but this is important.

To me at least.

Thee Headcoats Sect (1991)

So once upon a time there was a British R&B/Beat group called the Downliner Sect. They existed and then they didn't. For a lot of folks their existence is noted in the inclusion of the song "Glendora" on the Nuggets 2 box set of garage/punk/psyche etc... from places other than the United States. It's a good primer anyway.

In 1991 Thee Headcoats met up with Downliner Sect main honcho, Don Craine and produced this bit of recorded history. I doubt there was a second take to be had. None were necessary. And like a lot of records were doing at the time it sandwiches little talking bits preceding the tracks that are kind of amusing the first time you hear them and rapidly lose that on subsequent plays. I was feeling lazy. I didn't separate them. Do your own dirty work.

Ballad of Hollis Brown (1992)

A Billy Childish solo release. It's more a pair of more bluesy numbers. The picture on the back is still Thee Headcoats, so I'll assume that they're also part of this release.
You listen. You enjoy.

Childishness

So it looks like the snake is starting to eat itself. The large batch of posts that I started to queue up is already starting to appear five months ago while I forge ahead with today's post like a tiny time capsule to be dug up on this date in December.

It's all timey wimey wibbly wobbly, I guess.

Girl From '62 (1991)

So many years before I or most people were aware of Guided by Voices and Robert Pollard's one man recording industry and some years past the heyday of  a new Fall release every few months there was Billy Childish. He made a lot of records. A lot of them. By himself and under various aliases and with numerous bands. In 1991 Sub Pop put out a two cd compilation of a fraction of his catalog I Am the Billy Childish subtitled "Fifty Songs from Fifty Records"
For a completist like myself it was all a bit daunting.

So today is the start of a fraction of one even smaller fraction of Mr. Childish's output starting with Thee Headcoats. They are raw primitive beat garage and quite wonderful to varying degrees of such. Like a lot of the Childish catalog they seem to make the same record over and over again with new songs. But it's a great fucking record, so who gives a shit.

Something Went Wrong (1991)

So as I wander through this world and flip through records, whenever I come across one of these at a reasonable price. I buy it. I've got five posts scheduled of Headcoats currently. And still looking for more.

Put on your formal deerstalker and let 'er rip. December is going to be a corker.