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The band are virtually unknown outside the UK.The Skids, along with the Rezillos, were Scotland's first major punk act, with a string of top twenty hits to their credit. In retrospect, it's true that they sounded nothing like the Ramones and their recordings are just too polished for any 'Bloodstains across . .' compilation, but that's just the way things turned out here. The Exploited didn't come along till later. The sound of the Skids had that unique, and very punk, quality that comes of people who have taught themselves how to play along with the sound of their favourite records in their heads. It's hard now to know just what those records were. There's certainly a touch of glam there, maybe Mott the Hoople. The singer's hard Scots vowels and lusty football terrace yodel combined with the band's wild attack to bury any such influences deep. The result was a hard edged dandyism, just what you'd expect from a tough little industrial town like Dunfermline, where any pretension would have to be backed up with fists. You felt these flailing chords and poses could knock out teeth if you got too close.
The Skids all-time classic 'Into the valley' turns up on compilations of UK major label punk. It's here, along with a double handful of equally wild rabble rousers, with a sound that later influenced the Ruts. Every chord brings back the smell of dodgy roll-ups and hairspray, the taste of snakebite, all in one mad rush. Glory days.
"O shift thy feet, O peasant one -- pull and tug your burden
Even here the sweat will gain -- the firm belief so Christian!"