Gunfire & Pianos
Zig-Zag/Situation Two
1985

What a monster! This compilation of early goth/post-punk/just plain weird bands shifts and glides through so many moods you might well be a manic-depressive by the end. Read below the cut the full review and listen to every track of this record (all mp3’s taken from the original vinyl.)

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Album: You Goddam Kids!
Artist: Geza X and the Mommymen
Record Label: Dionysus Record,
2002 (recorded: 1982),

Savor this review, as it’s not often that you’ll read about a project that fuses psychedelia, avant-garde jazz, funk, and punk into a party album.  Geza X may be most recognized for his production work for Black Flag, but he was easily one of the most experimental producers to touch a mixing board, let alone have a conversation with one.  But despite the fact that Mercutio was easily more interesting than Romeo, his import was as a supporting character and such was normally the case with Geza X, whether performing guitar for The Deadbeats and The Bags or mixing singles for just about any worthwhile punk band to come out of California. Fortunately for you, listener, an increasing obsession with a specific family of chords dubbed “X chords” that were considered fatal crimes in bygone times prompted Geza to form his own project.  Perhaps the most taboo aspect of the project involved a heart-on-sleeve distorted valentine to artists like Frank Zappa and Bonzo Dog Band imbedded in each song.

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Review by  Saint Euchrid

Don’t let my name fool you. I’m capable of writing an unbiased article on this…oh, w

ho am I fooling? I’m completely biased. I’m a raging Nick Cave fan. The man can do no wrong in my eyes and the same should go for you filthy ingrates as well.

And The Ass Saw The Angel is notorious for inciting feelings of annoyance, disgust, sympathy and even empathy. Euchrid Eucrow is a hunchbacked mute recounting his life story for us whilst sinking in a pit of quickmud. How he got there, that’s for me to know and you to find out by reading the frickin’ book. The story is set in Ukulore valley, Cave’s fictionalized, romanticized, fantasized and otherwise ‘ized’ vision of the American South - a place where years of continuous rain can only be stopped by the birth of a prostitute’s child. Euchrid is born to a family that far surpasses the boundaries of white trash. They’re ostracized by the townspeople (due to completely founded rumors of inbreeding) and live in a shack on the edge of town complete with a junkpile, a donkey and an empty water tower that Pa uses as an arena for the animals he traps.

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