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4.0 out of 5 stars 4 Chord Punkers, 13 Sep 2010
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Dr. Delvis Memphistopheles "FIST" (London) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Dirty Water: & Why Pick on Me/Sometimes Good Guys Don't Wear White (Audio CD)
The compilaton of two albums which unfortunately misses out Barracuda as this would have given it a 5. Standells were formed in the wake of the British invasion, opening for the Rolling Stones on an early 60's USA tour. They were wah wah fuzz punkers before music went astray.

Here they recreate a psychedelic whirly gig version of Paint it Black building the frenetic Indian charm of the original with a 60's punk crunch and slant to the beat. Good Guys is a trek backwards from the Cramps EP, Peppermint Lounge and here lies the original just waiting to be discovered, lying dusty in the attic, finally allowed out to play again with that hipsters snarl to the square life of parents and everything square. Medication is an ode to mothers medicine cupboard where any hipster could find his kicks with slimmimg pills and sleeping tabs. Ever spent the night in jail is a shout to the heat to lay off the kids because we don't care. The Standells shouted out the punks tude. Dirty Water is a blues love affair with a city that screams a geographic passion long disappeared in modern nomadic wandering. They still all hold water and blast out innocence.

In the 70's/80's the constant refrain, apart from VU, Bob D and latterly the Stooges nothing of note happened in the 60's. Lenny Kaye's Nuggets showed a green door to another realm. Don't believe journo laziness, the Standells, along with the Seeds, Sonics, Wailers Elevators and countless other punk bashing 3 chord blunders all happened without the big hair, whiskers and a desire to mangle the blues.

The Standells were turned on in a 60's punk kind of way, naive swagger in the belief in the success dream but feeling the oppression of mum dad and the heat. The two polarities existed together at the time. They flourished in the brief window before the draft papers arrived and then after the first tour of duty the world never appeared the same again.

This album captures fun and rebellion where the sun always shone with pearly white teeth, tanned, good looking and in a wholesome kind of way. A time when young boys discovered the curvature of girls and the hormones sizzled in the air. This is the proto sounds of nuggest and pebbles, bands blasting electric surges in suburban garages.

Turn it on and just feel good.
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