Club 27
For Dishes And Soul

LA RECENSIONE

This review is approved by the Internal Control Committee and the Party's Organs.

Comrades who make mistakes.

This might be the first thought the distracted listener has about the Club 27. But the peace-loving Soviet people know how to look beyond appearances and appreciate music that, although a product of Western bourgeois imperialism, can also be shaped into a genuine product of and for the international proletariat.

This is what Club 27 does, a band whose membership in the revolutionary forces is undeniable, in their new album mixing English and American punk, with Ramones and Clash at the forefront. Now, I know that the social democrats who are reading may believe that comrade Colonel Stalinslao has fallen victim to the pseudo-revolutionary sirens of the West, but a true revolutionary knows how to overcome the geographical and cultural divisions created by the bourgeoisie to prevent the internationalization of the proletarian struggle and can grasp the good even in the decadent Western musical culture. This is not to celebrate bourgeois and counter-revolutionary bands like the aforementioned Ramones and Clash, but to say that their music can be used, properly handled, and under Party control, as a means for the well-deserved amusement of the people!

Do not think that the peace-loving Soviet people do not know how to have fun! The good revolutionary knows how to alternate the seriousness of the fight with well-deserved moments of leisure. And Club 27 knows how to provide plenty of moments of leisure, and this album is recommended to entertain, but without dulling the revolutionary spirit, the children of the October Revolution! The record features pure fun tracks like the Ramones-like "Go Speed 'Lit GTO," "Gas & Go," and "Borderline," or the surf-style "Summer's Gone," but also pieces that remind that even in well-deserved fun, the revolutionary must never forget to stay vigilant!

Hence, there are songs aimed at celebrating the glory and capabilities of the peace-loving Soviet people like "Kosmopack," celebrating the Soviet Union's space ventures, "Siberian Escort," extolling the abilities of the comrades to take advantage of the typical weaknesses of the Western bourgeois male, advancing the revolutionary cause. There is also a song like "Citizens Of Latveria" dedicated to the great revolutionary figure of comrade Victor Von Doom and his rightful fight against the imperialism represented by Nick Fury ("Nick Fury's narco dollar enforces secret wars again" our comrades sing) and the fascist mob of the Fantastic Four.

Unfortunately, the album indulges in the typically bourgeois whim of including a cover (Telepornovisione) and dub versions of a couple of the album's tracks, but the genuine proletarian spirit contained in this record allows us to overlook these things, lest it be said that the peace-loving Soviet people do not know how to grant the rightful expressive freedom to the artists of the People!