das war schon lange nicht mehr so – von der ersten spielminute an hatten wir alle das gefühl das es heute so gar nicht rund läuft. der wurm war drin und das konnte nicht einmal so richtig an einem spieler festgemacht werden. besser: an allen außer dem torwart. die abwehr fahrig und mit unfassbaren bällen nach vorne, das mittelfeld noch fahriger und die offensive verrannte sich permanent. die halbzeitführung war ein witz, der aber schnell erledigt war. und dann: das 2:2 gegen 1860 wurde 2x wiederaufgeführt, nur auf der anderen seite. boa, was’n scheiß spiel. um 21:00 im bett….und schlecht geschlafen!
Descendents – Milo goes to college (NAR-012, 1982)
Now this is THE ONE record that re-defined punk for me. Once and for all. Never to be the same again (and THE eyeopener that a much greater, diverse and fresher sound exists accross in the US of A).
The verdict:
1977 – not needed at all, this comes from the core that re-ignited punk.
published by a cool lable – damn yes, this is New Alliance Records (owned by The Minutemen’s D. Boon and Mike Watt), home to Hüsker Dü’s ground breaking “Land Speed Record”
found in a cool shop – ticked, Uli Rehberg imported this for Konneckschen in 1983!
catching sound – Yes, hardcore with the Californian smile – never been done smarter!
not too bad words – not too bad? They are fucking brilliant: personal, touchy and direct! And, punk to the bone, they are about love, endless love and painfull love! Heartbreaking!
collectors value – none, but a cover that defined a genre!
Is there any value in rating the songs? Mhhh – “Suburban Home” and “Hope” are catchiest but “Bikeage” has the fuckin’ best lyrics:
Running out of time again
Where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you
Go get drunk it's party time
Take a quaalude, relax your mind
Relax your body too
Run from your problems but you'll never get away
No one loves you, and you wonder why?
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is red
Who's gonna pick you up and use you for tonight?
When you're on the streets with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up and take you home with them tonight?
You're running out of breath again you're an old maid, you're only 15
You're losing your little girl's charm
Cry all night but you'll never get it back
Don't be afraid, it's not too late
Save yourself, I need you here
Wearing off, wearing out
I can't think about this cause it makes me sick
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is red
Who's gonna pick you up and use you for tonight?
Not me! Not me!
When you're on the streets with a needle in your arm
Selling your body for another fix
Who's gonna pick you up and take you home with them tonight?
Not me! Not me!
Not me! Not me!Not me! Not me!
Not me!
(c) 1982 Descendents / New Alliance Music (BMI)
So come on, cheer me up:
This is a funny interview after their return (ie. Milo back from college and his doctorate in biochemistry) – the setup and the looks: priceless!
Cockney Rejects – We can do anything (EMI, Zonophone Z6, 1980)
The might mighty Rejects! This was actualy the first record i bought of them, quickly followed by the other singles (Flares&Slippers! War on the terraces!). It is real, rough and with a snotty style – and it holds endless truth: WE CAN DO ANYTHING!
So, let’s see:
1977 – come on, who needs 1977 in 1980? OI!
published by a cool lable – that is Zonophone, an EMI outfit of T.REX fame revised as home of UK Street Punk, not realy cool. But was home for some cool stuff in the 80ies.
found in a cool shop – ticked, Konneckschen again.
catching sound – Mickey Geggus defined the a whole genre with his guitar, so YES!
not too bad words – this is how they felt – comming from the east end background they just felt they could do anything and right they where. for some time…
collectors value – do i fucking care?
And did they give a fuck about the world outside? Rightfully not! As in their own words: “The world against the Rejects … and the world never stood a chance!”
So they say that we're on the way out
They say it's all just hype
Just take a look of fear in their eyes
Cause it's the in thing to abuse us
Behind our backs of course
They shroud the truth
With their own brand of lies
But we don't care what they say
We will never be put away
Cause we're all having the time of our lives
Cause we're gonna do just anything
We're gonna sing what we wanna sing
and we'll wade through anything that you say
We're all having too much fun
We can't stop we've only just begun
We're gonna carry on for another day
Now you keep giving us verbal
When we're not around
When we're there you don't utter a sound
You'd better stop it
You ain't getting nowhere
and it's too easy to smash
You right into the ground
Right into the ground
(C) 1980 Cockney Rejects
Now listen up:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DP8k1TLtBa8
But that is not the only reason, the other sure is they where lads from the street and they where no-nonsene, see this 1981 interview:
Make sure you check out Mickey brother Jeff’s memories of the old days “Cockney Reject” (John Blake Publishing, ISBN 9781844540549) – “As lead singer of the Cockney Rejects, Jeff Turner was responsible for some of the most explosive gigs in musical history. Adopted by West Ham hooligan mob the ICF as their band of choice, Jeff and his band frequently had to deal with the kind of violence the ICF usually reserved for the terraces. Although he never condoned their actions, as a teenaged boxing champ, Turner often found himself in the thick of things. This is a story of what it’s like to go from the East End streets to being a teenage pop idol and back again. Gripping from the first page, Cockney Reject is his astonishing story told in his own words.”
