I first heard The Long Ryders thumping up from the room below in student digs, and had to go down to see what the root of the noise was. That was 'Looking for Lewis & Clarke', the only LR track that ever made it onto Top of The Pops. This is their (?) first album, brimming over with big sounds, fab fingerpickin', and the distinctive sub-punk country vocals that give an edge of pain to even the chunkiest rocking tracks, like 'Never got to Meet the Mom' and 'Run Dusty Run'. 'Tell it to the Judge on Sunday' is a song like a runaway train and looks forward to the even finer collection of tracks on 'State of Our Union', an album that doesn't seem to be available anymore. Shake your hams and fists to this great, angry band.