The Highspeed V - She Should Be Like Me (demo)

A true gem... I can't find the album - singles collection -

It is well known that primitive beasts loved to devour each other. At any latitude. This was also true in Sweden, during the prehistoric era of the neogarage in the Eighties. Thus, if the Highspeed Five "devoured" the Crimson Shadows in some way, they ended up being swallowed in turn by the Stomachmouths and the Wylde Mammoths. The story of the Highspeed Five unfolded over just a few months, bluffing about the age of the musicians (Jens and Niclas would respectively get younger by four and one year from one record to the next, Stellan would age prematurely by four years, and Henrik by as much as twenty-four, while Mats remained a perpetual eighteen-year-old), reserving themselves a place among the meteors rather than the stars of the Swedish garage punk firmament. The paleontologists at Groovie took care of gathering the few bones left behind with this Demented R&B, which brings together thirteen tracks that tried to re-adapt the maniacal North European rhythm 'n' blues, which was replacing in the hearts of enthusiasts, thanks to the "extraction" work of the Trans-World Punk compilations, the now metabolized American garage beat sound that had dominated the previous two years and which had been explored by Jens Lindbergh and Henrik Orrje with the Crimson Shadows. The Highspeed V offered an appropriately chaotic and derailing interpretation (Baby, French Blues, I will make), dense with Diddleyane jungles where the screams of chimpanzees echo like Pretty Things and Outsiders. Therefore, if you were and are attracted to mammoth furs more than to synthetic ones, purchasing Demented R&B is a must.
 
Nirvana - Immigrant Song (official video) …the kids were having fun, the spectators (5 or 6 or maybe 7) didn’t understand. With the little screams, young Kurt still had a lot to learn…
 
Al Mercato Delle Pulci "History or Legend" is a nice album, perhaps just a bit too focused on slow melody tot-court... Almost, because then this comes along.
 
Ego on the Rocks - Asylum

What a drummer, Herr Rosenthal...
The album in question is quite a frenzy, but it should be listened to at least once...
 
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If, like me, you have always had the desire to talk to Padre Pio, starting today IT CAN BE DONE

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Clutch - The Devil & Me

A clutch a day ...
 
The Cramps - Gravest Hits (1979)

A step back…

In that car, that evening, one of the most beautiful love stories of all time is born.

On that convertible cruising towards the sunset with Adkins' music whipping through the air, that evening, the Cramps are born.

Erick (who later becomes Lux Interior) and Kristy (renaming herself Poison Ivy) will spend the next 37 years together, until his death, but they will never marry, even though everyone will continue to call them husband and wife.

Yet they will celebrate that union every second of their lives. Morbidly attracted to the same things, driven by the same passions, obsessed with the same phobias. Dangerously identical, extraordinarily perverse.

That’s why the Cramps will become, without a doubt, the most erotic band in the history of rock ‘n roll. Rock ‘n roll, folks. Not that pantomime of muscles and grimaces from weightlifters that is rock, but ROCK ‘N’ ROLL: manic bewilderment, hormonal effervescence, sweat, fun, desecration, nihilism, and subversion of the rules of good taste.

“I know a place, far from here, where the do-gooders won’t dare disturb us,” Lux Interior will sing years later. There you go. The Cramps will live for 35 years in that very place.

Perched in their castle like Dracula, they fuel sinister legends, instill terror, and incite hate.

Gravest Hits is considered their debut, but in fact, it is not.

It is a mini-LP put together by I.R.S. to celebrate the signing of the contract with the most talked-about band in the New York punk scene. A strategic marketing operation to introduce the world to the first two singles of Lux and Ivy’s band, already privately pressed on the Vengeance label (for the second, there is a version with glow-in-the-dark ink: if you own it, you’re safe from any pension reform, NdLYS): Surfin’ Bird/The Way I Walk and Human Fly/Domino. The fifth added piece is another cover, a lopsided song written in 1958 by Baker Knight and brought to fame by Ricky Nelson: Lonesome Town.

The record has a derailing sound. One helplessly witnesses the rape of Surfin’ Bird by the Trashmen just as one is devoured by the damned buzz of the fly-man, the first character of the long horror saga of Lux & Ivy.

Forget teddy boys and bananas.

The Cramps humiliate rockabilly. The Cramps are the skeleton of rock ‘n’ roll, not its muscles.

The Cramps have bad teachers.

The Cramps are unhealthy, annihilating, paradoxical, grotesque, sacrilegious.

Maybe they are really evil inside, or maybe not.

But anyone who sees them play early in their career, within the walls of CBGBs or inside the common area of some psychiatric hospital, feels a shiver in their pants. No one goes home the way they were before, after a Cramps show.

And when you put a Cramps record on the turntable, it’s as if you let your seed splatter on a piece of Hell. Always.
 
L'imbarazzante intervista di Maurizio Costanzo a Rino Gaetano Let's remember both of them; this is a video that speaks volumes about the era, truly, both about the singer and the presenter. Especially regarding the impact Gaetano had and what the presenter was and represented: on one side, power (Agnelli), on the other, a singer who was somewhat of a thorn in the system's side, and in the middle, a member of a Ring Company who defended, as in this case, the status quo. I love Gaetano immensely. Pure and immense. Among all, we will remember you.
 
WESTING - ARTEMISIA COMING DOWN and it was love at first sight. #muffarock of the good kind
 
Westside Gunn & Action Bronson - Dudley Boys (Sunset Flip Remix) That "Bam Bam...izzmmè" -> sample -> in the phone of my sweet half -> contacts -> your number -> custom ringtones -> BEM BEM... IZZMMè

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