Not a big fan of Megadeth, but I like this track. The instrumentals have a Motorhead-esque quality to them, and the aggressiveness of the lyrics seems to change it from a proud declaration of women’s lib to a fascist anthem.
I think shuffles should be confined to steel string acoustics, and sadly the singer’s voice lacks real menace or perversion. Still, five bottles of beer and a Saturday night crowd and this would be a winner regardless - it’s not meant for sober listening. Or as Jacque Lacan would have it - “let’s get real fucked up and throw bottles at the band, yeah !”
Holy cow, the 70s were twee and full of novelty hits. 
She’s cute and charming, but the song is basically a throwaway. Having said that, the same song covered by the right guy could evoke a Cape Fear-esque stalker menace. :eek:
Completely unconvincing formulaic ‘punk’. Upbeat, pop, working in a well established rock comfort zone. Formulaic clothes from a long dead fashion too. I suppose you could call it mall-punkesque EZ-lissening sugar-pop. Makes me want to go and buy a new hat rather than go out and punch a copper. People take affront when you say things like that about their fave bands, but there you go, I’m a melancholy bastard and so are my reviews.
Not a big fan of '90s punk rock. There’s nothing particularly awful about this song, I just don’t like the style. It sounds like so many other Green Day clones that were around at the time. (And don’t get me started on Green Day.) I realize this song isn’t from the '90s, but it still has that '90s punk sound that just never gelled for me.
I went more for music like this back in the day;
(PS: Ninja’d on the Rancid song. The Consolidated song is better - a little too aggressively feminist and raunchy for my tastes (and yes, I am saying that as the guy who posted “Fuck Off” a few hours ago), but I dig the beat.)
Unashamedly perky ska-punk, and a job well done too. American punk often has this shiny feelgood feel. I don't think it's fake, I just think they have more sunshine than the British to do their skating in. In the UK nobody would believe you could possibly feel that upbeat and mean it. And yet somehow there's also a sadness to it.
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This is more of the '90s CA punk sound that I don’t really care for, but it sounds more like the Ataris or the Offspring than it does Green Day, so I can tolerate it.
I think this is a song about a suicide pact? If so, I’m tempted to contrast it to “Adam’s Song”, where the singer is about to commit suicide but decides against it at the end, whereas this song seems to end with the singer going through with it.
Let’s have a little more upbeat look at teenage angst, then.
It’s already won me over by the title. That’s a great song about puberty I think. And how many songs do you get about puberty ? Not many. Kudos. I’m not convinced about there being a plan for everyone, philosophically shaky ground there. I think it’s also a paen to better sex education, given the emphasis on being unprepared. Someone should have explained that he will be getting powers that make his duvet sticky soon, lest he end up like someone from an Iain McEwan novel.
Mind you I didn’t listen very closely, and rather think it SHOULD be about puberty. It might not. In fact I’m sure it’s not, but rather about some lame mall-rat girl he fancies. Ugh, ‘love’. Hopefully she dies in a horrible car crash in the next song. Never mind son, plenty more mall-rats in the sewer.
No, actually it was rather beautiful.
Well, at least this proves that Sir Mix-A-Lot wasn’t the first musician to proclaim that he liked big butts and could not lie. Not much to say besides that - it’s first-generation British punk, raw and raunchy, and if you like that kind of music, you’ll like this.
And now for something completely different.
Like many rap tracks the guy should shut up and let the woman sing. I think maybe it’s about a booze habit. Or Jesus, or turning to Jesus because of a booze habit. Can’t say I feel much for the rapper but the singer can sing softly into my ears any day.
Ah, some good old fashioned postpunk; I used to have an album or two of theirs years ago. The guitar line is pretty insistent. Huh-I might be DLing this.
So, more postpunk then, with another riverine allusion:
Very characteristic early 80s sound - chorused guitar, singing pushed into drama, loads of reverb, atmospheric rather than rocking, sense of entering a private psychic space, very night-time music - edging into the thing that would become gothic. Never listened to them before.
Ha ha ha. The Scots certainly know how to write a fight song. I have absolutely no dog in this fight, but every second of this song has me laughing like a motherfucker.
How can I follow up a sports-related song about how terrible Aberdeen is? Permit me to channel my inner pro-wrestling nerd with a sports-related nerdcore jam about how awesome a guy from Aberdeen (not the same Aberdeen) is.
That was hilarious in a very rude and crude way! I loved the tribute to Guantanamera tribute! Football: A gentleman’s game played by hooligans.
Rugby: A hooligan’s game played by gentlemen.
(Ya done skipped over my track, but I’ll spare you having to review a rap song about a professional wrestler. Daniel Bryan is a vegan, so I think he’ll be cool with it.)
This is obviously a parody, but it’s done well enough that it sounds (mostly) sincere. It’s amusing that the singer considers eating vegetables to be murder, but he’s perfectly OK with homicidal cannibalism. The counter-melody is well-arranged. Somewhere, Billy Bragg is rolling over in bed and shuddering.
Arr! Och!
Somewhere on the edge of '70s Mod revival and New Wave. The instrumentals remind me half of “Taxman” and half of “Cruel To Be Kind”, and the vocals have a Duran Duran-ish quality to them. Sounds like he’s singing about what he expected would happen to him once his genre went out of style.
I could never stand Cat Stevens and this is no exception. He has one of the worst singing voices in music and if not for the really nice piano work, I would say this cover is a total dog. Stay retired, Yusuf!
For Hallowe’en:
Motion Picture Soundtrack (John Harrison) “Creepshow” - Welcome to Creepshow (Main Title)
[Begins at 2:10]
Halloween already? And here I haven’t even taken down my Labor Day decorations yet.
Solid “creepy instrumental” type music. The piano is good and the ambient sounds in the background contribute nicely to the general feeling of suspense and dread. I can imagine this playing in the background at a haunted house.
Here, have another Halloween-ish song;
Sorry Smapti, I was in a bit of a hurry and didn’t mean to double up. Pretty straightforward electronic drum setup and cool flute intro, and I liked the fact that their “made up” story was rooted in stories dating back to the 1800s! Maybe they subconsciously absorbed some of those tales? Awooooo! That was fun!
Can’t be Halloween without Jason: