Electropop by, for and largely about drunks. As curious conceits go, it's right in there. The execution is a topper, though. High camp when it's not carnival-esque, the music tweedles and toots through a palette of sunshiny technicolor goof that sounds like Essential Bop on happy pills over assorted dinky beatboxes, eyebrows terminally arched. Roughly affixed to this are assorted shades of boozy bluster, invariably executed at max volume. It's a combination simultaneously idiotic and lovable and major thanks must go out here to blog friend Chris for providing this treasure, their second and final album and a follow-up to Jim's post of their debut long ago.
Thanks! Never heard of these guys.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it Eric. I've got a few more out-of-print oddities if you want me to send you some.
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work!
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Chris
Boy, if this isn't some goofy music. Even more so than the last. Crazy man. I love it :)
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Looks like Al Franken on the cover. LOL.
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ReplyDeleteYesss...wack stuff. In a likeable way.
ReplyDeleteThanks a million for posting this. They are from my hometown (Norwich) and soundtracked some of my early wasted teenage years. I have a cassette somewhere of the other LP (Shoot The Sherbert Herbert, Straight From the Fridge Pops) and the final LP that Tom (Brick) Smith recorded before giving up music (AFAIK) under the name 'The Cas Carnaby Five'. Excellent stuff.
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ReplyDeleteresubelo por favor gracias
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