I'm Glad For You -The Gruesomes
If you don't feel like it... rely on the Reverend who never gets it wrong.
With their exaggerated pompadours and trashy morbidity, the Gruesomes were for Canada what the Gravedigger V were for the Californian garage scene: subtly debauched teenagers drawn by an unhealthy passion for a sixties filthiness they would never renounce, even as the entire neogarage scene collapsed around them. Gruesomology is therefore, first and foremost, a tribute to their consistency but also offers a comprehensive snapshot of their historical period, from their participation in It Came from Canada to Live in Hell! in 1989, stuff that each of you should make sure to have and, above all, understand.
They were the technical zero.
Pure teenage exuberance drowned in a visceral love for the most fervent garage punk and the most dilapidated R’n’B.
They were that passion that became a living thing, grabbing you by the throat.
25 pearls of wisdom, no bullshit.
Franco “Lys” Dimauro
If you don't feel like it... rely on the Reverend who never gets it wrong.
With their exaggerated pompadours and trashy morbidity, the Gruesomes were for Canada what the Gravedigger V were for the Californian garage scene: subtly debauched teenagers drawn by an unhealthy passion for a sixties filthiness they would never renounce, even as the entire neogarage scene collapsed around them. Gruesomology is therefore, first and foremost, a tribute to their consistency but also offers a comprehensive snapshot of their historical period, from their participation in It Came from Canada to Live in Hell! in 1989, stuff that each of you should make sure to have and, above all, understand.
They were the technical zero.
Pure teenage exuberance drowned in a visceral love for the most fervent garage punk and the most dilapidated R’n’B.
They were that passion that became a living thing, grabbing you by the throat.
25 pearls of wisdom, no bullshit.
Franco “Lys” Dimauro
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