Feb 26, 2018

Doug Mcdade And Purple People "I Wanna Do It"

I suppose some of the kids today would call this an American stab at Junk Shop Glam. To my ears though, it’s horny midwest teenage pre-punk slobber.

From what I could glean from minimal sources is that Doug Mcdade formed this band to do a cover of Sheb Wooley’s “The Purple People Eater” while attending in Wausau, Wisconsin in the early 1970′s. I don’t know if their cover of the song is anywhere in existence but they apparently kept the name and in 1973, recorded and released this razor blade wrapped in bubblegum.

I got hip to the song when the Fevers covered it on the 1998 4 song 7inch EP they did for Tina “Boom Boom” Lucchesi’s label Lipstick Records called Show. They heard the song via the original Bobby Comstock version from 1963.

Doug’s still in the entertainment business. Nowadays, he's in the acting and directing side of the game.

Feb 25, 2018

Smashin' Podsistors: 29 (and holding)

I've never lied about my age.
I was referred to as being a proto-Gen X'r recently.
I dunno, man. That might even stick.


 You can also subscribe to the Smashin' Transistors show on Apple Podcasts, Podbean and Radio Mutation


What you'll hear:
Margie Singleton - Jesus Is My Pusher
Golden Boys - Rotary Phone
Tin Foil - Tomorrow Again
Beachwood Sparks - Sister Rose
Bad Habit - Foggy Eyes
Fernando & The Teenage Narcs - Heavy Metal Narcs
Rik & the Pigs - (Baby I'm) Electric
Thin Lizzy - Bad Reputation
The Monsieurs - I Will Run
The Number Ones - Long Way To Go
Electric Orchids - Strange Men Call Me Sweetheart
The Liminanas feat. Anton Newcombe - Istanbul Is Sleepy
The Futurians - Abandon Base
Wet Hair - Dear Danae
The Dole - New Wave Love
The Hentchmen - Flash Flood
The Living Eyes - International Fashion
Heavy Lids - Creep Creep
Straight Arrows - Out & Down
The Move - Flowers in the Rain

Feb 23, 2018

CHARLIE REED "Love Hangover" 7inch


Chicago's Uh Bones may have packed it in a bit ago but their tattered and frayed jangle lives on with former member Luke Trible's new project Charlie Reed.

When I first played side one's "Love Hangover" I realized it was not a cover of the Diana Ross song. The second thing I learned is that Charlie Reed are not all about kicking up dust. It's a much more quiet affair here. Nylon stringed guitars move the rhythm of the song as it goes off into a baroque and blurry field of brightly colored flowers and dewy green grass. Something like Donovan song stripped down to simple basics and san all that silly affected hippie quavering thing he did with his voice or White Fence in their stoned & breezy lo-fi bedroom pop finery moments come to mind.


With it's folky fingerpicking pattern the flipside's "Just A Little" has a lightly but plesantly baked mood that's akin to some rays of sunlight poking its way through some rainclouds on an early autum day.
Feel the lilt from Randy Records

Feb 18, 2018

FATAL FIGURES You Are Monster LP


Former Blowtops Aaron and Tracy make up two parts of this trio. The garage punk/deep goth thing they had in that former life carries over here. It's even gorier than before.

Not simply because the vinyl is blood red and Rob Fletcher did a bad ass job on drawing guts and entrails for the cover either. Seriously, "Hand Of God" starts things off like the Birthday Party and TAD blacking out and then go off on a bathtub manufactured amphetamine enhanced kill spree.



There's a huge creepy small town terror thing that runs throughout the record. "Human Skin Lanterns" is the music that plays in a hearse which roams the back farm roads late at night, looking for lights on and movement because such things equal fresh blood.

There's also a weird dirt road vibe on "Skin Split." With its blood-curdling howl and a brain clobbering Hound Dog Taylor burning in hell boogie riff, it is one that's akin to being invited to a party that's down at the end of a dark path only to arrive and find out the bash's entertainment revolves around chainsaws, meathooks, a gurgling cauldron and an acidic swamp.



One of the important things about doing Gore-Punk, to me at least, is that the band makes nods subtle or obvious to the originators of the past of such sounds. For the later, Fatal Figures obviously have the Cramps running through their bloodstream and muscle tissues. With the former, I detect bits of Alice Cooper in the way they mangle 70's rock action on tracks like "Plastic Slivers"


For anyone that is planning on having a haunted house this coming October, don't fall back on the ol' reliable screams and creepiness of that Disney sound effects record. Play this instead and ensure that little kids will have nightmares for at least a few days longer and maybe even disturb a few of the for life.
Get bludgeoned with a blunt object at Blak Skul

Feb 15, 2018

STRAIGHT ARROWS "Out and Down" 7inch


I've heard the name of Australia's Straight Arrows mentioned quite a few times over the last decade or so. Somehow though, I have never actually consciously HEARD them til this recently released two songer on Spacecase Records.

There's a durability in the way some bands can have guitars wring and twist Byrdsian chimes into curious, different new shapes. "Out and Down" is one of those kinds of songs that does that thing. Wrap a blanket of fuzz around that mutated jangle, add a swing that's well adept in both stomp & way. Then dip it in a light & chilly mist of echo. Don't worry about it getting too icy though. The heat coming off of Owen Penglis' bratty bellow practically starts a fire.

If side one is a piece of hazy and wiggly psych punk that provides a ying, side two's ditty celebrating the idea of being a small business owner that still has to answer to a corporate office,"Franchisee" is a garage punk hop around that works as a quick and smart-alecky yang.

Get a shot of it at Spacecase Records

Feb 13, 2018

GEE TEE Death Race 7inch EP

Raised in a region where automobile manufacturing is what kept the economy running for decades there wasn't a day that went by where we didn't hear some Pall Mall huffin' grouch from the subdivision declare "All jobs will be taken over by robots. They won't want us on the assembly line anymore" between horseshoe pitches and swigs of Altes when I was growing up.

It was always said loud enough so us kids within an earshot could be scared of the future. We weren't though. The thought of working on robots always sounded much cooler than clanging away at bolting Ford Pintos together.

"You brats are not listening!" the old coots would bark. "First it's our jobs. Then it's our lives!" We would laugh it all off. Tilting an ear to Gee Tee though, I am starting to wonder if those fogies are getting the last laugh and grumbling "See. They're coming to eliminate you!"

Starting with the bouncy, almost strange kids show blurps and beeps of "Got No Head", you may think they're all whimsical and can get you think being decapitated will creep out people around you more than it will yourself. The blast of car crash guitars, spraying of punk rock snot and machinery gone awry stomp of "Death Races" follows it though, may not help you if you're squeamish about the sight of blood but spilled, dirty hydraulic oil may become a point of arousal.



Being that these cyborgs are Australian they have also have that off-balance jangle and skittish hooks that many from the country have done many a time through the eons hardwired into their punk rock informational processing as side two's "Fightin' Is Dumb" and "Z-Zero" can attest to.



A gazillion heartland rockers have claimed they'd never get out of wearing their blue collar alive. The cantankerous fossils that tried to strike fear in our hearts by complaining about machines destroying us called all them wussies too. Gee Tee is the kind of thing they would actually fear.
Get it at Neck Chop records