Showing posts with label Amphetamine Reptile. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amphetamine Reptile. Show all posts

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Killdozer - Short Eyes

(Amphetamine Reptile, 1990)

So what’s the deal with that “Featuring Tom Hazelmyer” thingy scrawled across the cover? I’d long assumed that he was just “featured” as an additional player on the disc, but I recently found out that I was WRONG. Oh how wrong I was. Yep, according to an informative interview with Mr. AmRep himself, he was temporarily standing in as THE guitarist for Killdozer while Bill Hobson was out on paternity leave, and during tour rehearsals there happened to occur a recording session that produced the find-em-nowhere-else songs on this single. So that’s interesting. As is this: while the addition of Hazelmyer hardly turns the band into Halo of Flies, there’s more liveliness and trebly elasticity on here than on any Killdozer release in many a moon. Crotch-oriented lyrics on both sides and some floor-rattling guitar on “Short Eyes” offer further guffaws and thrills, but, while a minor (and necessary) departure from the past, neither song is quite up to the sky-high thump-skree standards previously established by the band. Now, don’t get me wrong; I like this record plenty. It’s just that I know Twelve Point Buck, and this is no Twelve Point Buck.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Cows - Plowed

(Amphetamine Reptile, 1992)

Degenerate scum, this wacky
Cows band! Always fun, always crazy, always goosing the ass of Johnny Expectations and Suzy Goodtaste. In a departure from the teeth-gnashing norm, it’s some disconcertingly dreamy vocals on the A-side’s snappy motorpunker, aside from the mean-ass chorus, which seems to be about…rape?? I suppose?! No such ambiguity on the filthy horn-tootin’ boogie of “In the Mouth,” which clearly concerns the forcible insertion of sumpin into the oral cavity of anyone – shrink, teacher, boss, gal-pal, landlord, you – who has had the fool notion to rub the vocalist wrong. It’s kinda like a swingin’ new take on “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer”! Neither song is as good as the best of tight albums like Sexy Pee Story and Cunning Stunts, but both are exclusive to this single, so sure, why not buy a copy today?