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Rating: Learning about the death of Lux Interior hit me with one of those spasms you get when you know that one of your favorite characters, actors, or singers is gone, and they won't be able to offer you anything new anymore.
In these cases, an irresistible temptation appears to relive what they have left me as a legacy, so much so that I decide to dust off this live album. I take the record with devotion, glance at the grooves, and feed it to my modest but ever so useful and appreciated turntable.
The hiss starts, and my room, in the space of a couple of spins, gets saturated with the usual dirty Rockabilly Riffs that only the Cramps know how to produce with the skill befitting a blacksmith trying to handle a crystal glass, guided by Lux's swaggering and schizoid voice that sings as always with the hysteria befitting Elvis's Zombie.
It doesn't matter that the album isn't a masterpiece, nor that the recording isn't stellar, nor that basic pieces of the group are missing; rather, it's nice to feel how exciting a live of theirs must have been, how much love for Rock, for noise, and for low-budget horror movies is hidden in the grooves of this vinyl!
Only eleven tracks make up the Tracklist (plus three bonus on the CD), which trace Interior and associates' career from the beginnings to 1986 (even though many of the tracks come directly from "A Date With Elvis"), offered to the audience of Auckland and then recorded for us insatiable listeners the following year.
I reiterate, nothing shocking but an honest work by one of my preferred ensembles, yet a fascinating immersion in the rough and engaging sounds that the Cramps have left as a legacy to many of their devotees!
Indispensable, regardless!
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 The Hot Pearl Snatch (03:21)
Baby you're a pearl but you're such a tease. That thing a danglin' there's brought me to my knees. You parade it 'round town so everybody knows. Oh Oh I'm-a-gonna steal the show. Gonna get that thing baby that's a fact. Baby I'm just talkin' 'bout that hot pearl snatch. SSo temptin' baby such a pretty box. All fancy wrappin's and a bow on top. I try not to think about it but it's hard. Ya always got it out layin' 'round the yard. Too hot to handle and a crime at that. Baby I'm-a-talkin' 'bout that hot pearl snatch. Gonna get my hatchet hack it off and snatch it. Jerk it right off o'you. I gotta get-a-way...baby you can't catch it. Do a swan dive on that jewel. Put it in my satchel then I'll lay a patch. Aw baby I'm just talkin' 'bout that hot pearl snatch.
02 People Ain't No Good (03:18)
You know good and well it's true. They never do what you want 'em too. Cuz people ain't no good. They're no good on weekends. When they come out to play. They're no good for bookends. Cuz you can't make 'em stay...hey! People ain't no good. People ain't no good. They never do what I think they should. So people ain't no good. Yeah people are just a waste. They're all over the place. Ya see 'em everywhere ya go. And I don't like their face. And people don't like me. Why I sure don't know. But even a jerk like you could see. It's obviously so...so...They always get some smile. They always stand like this. They alweays tell ya who is what. Well what I say is this.
04 Cornfed Dames (04:49)
Callin' all cows down on the farm! Hey! Shut the door...you born in a barn?! I ain't no farmer...that's no fun. Run some tractor till the work's all done. Hey milk it bossie I'll buy ya a diamon ring. Now good girls can't play the rent these days. These cornfed dames done found a way. Unzip that zipper...snap that snap. Round up the cattle in the Cadillac. Whip that cream baby 'til the butter comes. Shake it baby shake it baby shake it baby shake it (4 times) Shake that thing I'll buy ya a diamond ring. Now there's more things in Tennessee. Than's a dreamed of in your philosophy. Gimme a barnful of cornfed dames. They wiggle a little I burst into flames. Whip that cream baby til the butter comes. Callin' all you cornfed dames. Lux means bucks...remember the name. Go put on some n'real loud. Let's get up and go get plowed. Shake that thing I might buy you a diamond ring. Go put on the purple one with the plumes at the hip. Put it on upside down baby. You know that really makes me flip. ...I ain't no farmer.
09 Aloha From Hell (02:41)
Gonna take a week off. Gonna go to Hell. Send ya a postcard. Hey I'm doin' swell! Wish you were here. Aloha from Hell. I'll be dancin' thru the flames. Like a devil in disguise. You can hear me sing. But not by satellite. You can hear me sing. Aloha from Hell. Gonna get a lei. Ring o'fire round my neck. Big ol' she-devil kiss. Aw hell! What the heck? I'm packin' my duds. Aloha from Hell. I'll be glad to get away. Up here everything's so swell. You know some like it hot and down there it's hot as Hell. Don't forget to write. Aloha from Hell.
10 Can Your Pussy Do the Dog? (03:38)
Here kitty kitty. You better move along. Cuz the big cats walk at the break of dawn. Now doggonnit baby. Oohh I said doggone...Hey can your pussy do the dog? Can your pussy do the dog? Can your pussy do the (houndog, bulldog, poodlecut) baby? Can your pussy do the dog? This whole mess useless now as a whistle on a plow. If your pussy can't do the dog. I'm the king of the jungle. They call me tiger man. I'm gonna do the bird. If I can, if I can. My bird can do the dog. If your pussy can? Come on and wag that tail. Baby you can't fail. If'n your pussy can't do the dog. Hey hey hey...Hully hully gully...No pedigree from France will get you in the dance. Lessin your pussy can do the dog. Come on and wag that tail baby you can't fail. If'n your pussy can do the dog. Cha cha cha!
12 Blue Moon Baby (02:43)
Way down in Mexico
There's a crazy little chick that I know
In the honky tonk on the outskirts of town
Where the music is hot and the lights turn down
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Well, she's sitting in the dark corner
With the skip that's wrap around real tight
She looks into your eyes and you realize
That you don't feel well and that wrong is right
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Won't you buy me a drink of tequila?
Won't you buy me a glass of wine?
Well, I can sit with you for an hour or two
Would you like a little piece of my time?
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Alright, play the blues for me
Well, blue moon girl will make you wear a purple heart
Blue moon girl will tear your heart apart
Blue moon girl, take your money as you can
Turn around and find another man
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
14 Lonesome Town (03:35)
There's a place where lovers go
To cry their troubles away
And we call it Lonesome Town
Where the broken hearts stay
You can buy a dream or two
To last you all through the years
And the only price you pay
Is heart full of tears
Going down to Lonesome Town, where the broken hearts stay
(I'm) going down to Lonesome Town, to cry all troubles away
And in the town of broken dreams
The streets are filled with regret
Maybe down in Lonesome Town
We can learn to forget
Maybe down in Lonesome Town
We can love to forget
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