Lost Crusaders "Wasted On The Wind"

Mike Chandler doesn't even have a Wikipedia page… Mike Chandler, the one from Outta Place and Raunch Hands… one of those who had garage punk transplanted close to his heart…

And so the Reverend… in three, no let’s make it four episodes with this wonderfully splendid yet differently splendid record…
A piece to cry over, simply beautiful…

When the band that recorded it had already self-destructed for a while, Midnight released Outta Too!, another punishing mini-album of devastating garage-punk. Even though once again, what impresses the most is Mike Chandler's loud voice. At that time, he had the best caveman growl around. Robert Jelinek is Eric Burdon, Greg Prevost is Mick Jagger, Eric Bacher is Phil May, and Leighton, back then, is Alan Rowe (from whom he will also steal many other things, NdLYS). But Mike Chandler is Mike Chandler.

He sings with the mocking grin of a punk. And he’s the only one who can sing Little Girl by the Syndicate of Sound with a more rotten and depraved tone than Don Baskin himself, even though Chrissie Amphlett will do it by putting her fingers in her pussy, just about a year after the release of Outta Too!!, turning it into a porno-rock hit.

Little Girl is included here along with six other covers: a mirrored version of the previous mini. Other obscure sixties relics distorted by this bunch of punkers who show no respect even for their parents, let alone for the silly songs of unknown bands from Delaware or Burlingame. They come in and destroy everything.

It is with them that the definition of garage takes on the meaning of garage-punk.

There’s no adherence to standards, but abrasion.

Outta Place plays with the fervor of twelve-year-olds at their first frenzy.

As if playing in a basement in Bowery were equivalent to playing at CBGB's.

Who knows what they could have done if they hadn’t chosen to burn out within six months.