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#darkpearls
Pianosaurus - Groovy Neighborhood
Pianosaurus Ready to Rock - Psychotic Reaction 1987
The Letter - Pianosaurus
#forgetthedadsandthemen

Speaking of Capish from the Olympic podium.
Doing rock'n'roll daycare style, featuring in order: the carnival guitar, the Bontempi organ without batteries, and finally the Muppets’ drum set, how do we want to consider this?
That's what these three proto-nerds from New Jersey did (please check the faces),
produced none other than by that other competitive nerd named Peter Holsapple (and if you don’t know who he is, too bad for you...there’s always time to rebuild a life worth living, but you need to hurry up though).
PS: and what taste they had too: when you choose to cover a classic like 'The Letter' (the prepubescent Alex Chilton of the Box Tops), you suddenly go from being nice to becoming fraternal friends...
 
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Universal Congress Of - Prosperous and Qualified
universal congress of - spreadin' the malice
universal congress of - hightime
#forgetthedaddyandthemen

Is there anything more 'Capish' than punk-jazz?
In the beginning, there were the Saccharine Trust, led by Joe Baiza.
Joe Baiza is one of those who are just way too 'Capish,' a twisted genius of the electric guitar who, however, grew up on a diet of bread and free jazz, the kind that you really need to have your ears finely tuned to enjoy. In the Southern Californian scene, in the early Eighties, he was revered for what he was and showed, a respected mammasantissima nearing thirty, so much so that young talents like Gregg Ginn, Chuck Dukowski, Mike Watt, and D. Boon wanted him on their records.
At the same time, the Saccharine Trust, from that fantastic catalog, were probably the most alien, a post-punk that veered off into every tangent, and you truly have to be a 'Dark Magus' not to lose the path that leads from the stars back home.
Well... we hadn't heard anything yet! When, after the mid-Eighties, Baiza decided to give life to the Universal Congress Of, to make that absolute freedom intrinsic to be-bop even more explicit, that improvisation never for its own sake, the world was uncovered yet again.
Try this and the even more minimalist-radical 'This is Mecolodics.'
At that point, rest assured, Ornette Coleman will appear from the cover suggesting to you 'The Shape of Punk-Jazz to Come'...

PS: I’m giving you two, but the complete works should definitely be included.
 
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#for the dark ones
The Zulus - 'Down on the Floor' (1988 Slash records)
The Zulus: "Kings in the Queen City" (1985)