Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts

Friday, January 22, 2021

The Sticky Stuff



It's many month ago during the Great Coronavirus Pandemic and Isolation Event.


Hopefully I pulled through at hospital and such.

I suppose it remains to be seen. If the posts stop at a certain point in the near future, just pour one out for your dead homie.



Tennis Racket (1996)

What Google tells me is that "Autocollant" is French for "Self Adhesive".

It also implied that this short lived group were from New York and broke up within a year of forming.

Lo-fi Indie Pop with a trumpet on craptacularly shoddy 90s vinyl pressings.

I still love the fuck out of it.






I like it enough that I feel compelled to make sure to include a shot of the adorable handstamp on the inner sleeve.

Shelflife Records put out a compact disc compilation of their complete recorded output in 1999.
Keep an eye out for a reasonably priced copy for me, please.


Saturday, December 26, 2020

Box This


Boxing Day.

The Traditions continue, because that's what traditions do.




Elementary Particles (1979)

Mofongo is a Puerto Rican dish made from green plantains that are fried, seasoned, mashed, mixed with fried pork skins and rolled into balls.

Here's a recipe:
Mofongo

Mofungo was a noisy disjointed band that existed in NYC from 1979-1993

Here is an interview with the story:

Mofungo




El Salvador (1982)

A few years later. Still noisy and disjointed.

Like if No Wave had a sense of humor rather than just one of aloof irony.

Try it.

 It's sure to bug the fuck out of somebody you dislike.
I appreciate that in music.

Friday, December 25, 2020

Oh Fuck, It's Christmas.


This can only mean one fucking thing.

I have to dig up some or other fucking novelty Christmas song for your fucking entertainment even though I really really fucking hate Christmas songs.

But then I've been saving this fucking gem for just this fucking occasion.

The Christmas song is actually the worst thing on either record...




Punk Rock Christmas (1977)

The Alan Milman Sect featuring "Punk Rock Christmas"

It's a very tongue in cheek take on both the idea of a "Christmas Novelty song" and "Punk Rock" and which is still a lot more punk rock than fellow New Yorkers Television ever were. (There I said it. Somebody had to. And Blondie were always a fucking Pop band.)

But "Stitches in my Head" is one that's been comped a shitload of times and deservedly so.

Come for the Christmas novelty song and get some actual punk rock in the bargain.

Here's an interview with the man himself in anticipation of a reissue of some of his recorded output




Spankathon (1978)

But wait, there's more!

Essentially the same band. New name. Still smart asses. Still fast loose and dumb just like your mother made you.

"Spankathon" is the hit and one that would go on tapes for friend for years, but the really nice Surf treatment of Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue" is something I go back to for myself.

Merry fucking whatever.

Monday, February 10, 2020

For the Bi-Coastal Punk Rock Novelty Lover in Everyone


We're at it again.

 Two coasts. Two bands.
All Novelty songs.


Death to Disco (1978)

Jim Laumia & the Psychotic Frogs echo the sentiments of a lot of people and then proceed to back it up with a cover of "Wipe Out". From New York City.

There is nothing intrinsically wrong about any of that.



Rock and Roll Weirdos (1978)

Leila & the Snakes were from San Francisco.

For kids today, the flipside may need a bit of explanation. In more innocent times of the 70's there were some hippie types who believed all kinds of ridiculous New Age bullshit like the power of the shape of a Pyramid to do magical stuff.

At the very least you can play the marvelous guessing game as to which ass on the sleeve belongs to which lady on the cover. Keep you busy for a little while at least.

Not ever knowing is half the fun