Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts

Aug 28, 2015

The PACIFICS "Say You Love Me" 7inch EP

     On their Facebook page it says these guys hometown is Hamburg/Dublin. Whether they are really from both is yet to be determined but the sound they make is a cross the former, circa the hopped up on prellies Brit beat bands that played the Reeperbahn in the early 60s, with dabs of the latter's early punk rock with hooks vibe a la Radiators From Space. 
     Taking into consideration that the band's chosen name was also one that an early incarnation of the Mersybeats used, the former comes into play overall in the high geared R-n-B delivery of the four songs here but instead of, say where a band like the Kaisers did it way too purist and made me think I was listening to a rock-n-roll version of Civil War reenactors, the Pacifics seem to not worry if they get their clothes dirty and stained.
    The a-side's sprightly, floor filling pop detonation "Say You Love Me" and the garage punk stompin' "Little Girls" would sound just as in place, if not more, on the Spaceshits first album or some drunken' Real Kids live bootleg, as they would in some roots of the British Invasion documentary. 
     On the flip, "Girl, Girls Girls" wrings every bit of sweat from harmonica slathered Animals and Them songs and make something a bit more trashy than your usual juvenile delinquent 60s white kid blues in the process. They wrap up the party by trying to see if they can cause an avalanche in the Alps with the Freak Beatly/Surfish intro/screamer "Bavaria Bop." 

Sep 23, 2014

The #1s s/t LP

     The year is 1979. The violence of The Troubles in Ireland is closing in on it's second decade. Along with a very poorly managed of the economy it could be very well expected that the youth of the country would scoff at any positive proverb their grandparents may try to lay on them.
     That is not to say the kids didn't find away to get away, if only for a few hours, from the gloom around.
     In dingy youth halls and dilapidated hotel ballrooms a sound of cheerful exuberance and escape blasted from battered guitars giving those in the room, if not at least a glimmer of hope, at least a reason to flirt, chat, dance and escape from all the bullshit going down.
     Aside from The Troubles being long over and the year is 2014 not '79, Dublin's #1s sound like they could be one of those bands playing on such an evening.
     Putting loud and snarling guitars over a classic AM pop radio song structure that's is rockin' enough for the boys but catchy enough for the girls (or vice versa depending on the crowd you run with) is nothing new. The trick is though doing it right.
     Instead of relying on the Rod Stewart haircuts and skinny leather ties that have cursed the post-powerpop-whatever for ages to carry them through a plodding of lackluster songs, the #1s have paid close attention to the sounds that were being made a couple hours north on the Good Vibrations label and learning the craft on how to make tunes that may too boppy and melodic for the bottle throwing set but also a bit much rowdy for those who want their hooks homogenized.
     Including the previously released singles "I Wish I Was Lonely" and "Sharon Shouldn’t" (the former a choppy guitar and harmony laden recorded on bargain basement budget blaster that John Peel would have possibly played more than once on his show, the latter a speedy number that resembles the Undertones exuding much higher levels of testosterone) the music is reeling with ragged but right power pop gems. New songs such the candy coated very sour apple "Heartsmash" and especially "Favorite Game" harkens much gruff Exploding Hearts while "Boy" and "Anything" will have you double checking the sleeve as well as your calendar to make sure what year you are actually in.
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