Oops, it’s been a while. I’d like to say I was doing something cool, like hunting giraffes, but that would be a lie. I did see many an elephant though in the Lower Zambezi.
This, as far as I know, is the complete discography of Montreal’s Fair Warning. Again, as far as I know, it is tragically out of print. I think I was one of the first to buy this. I’m not bragging or anything; I just really wanted it badly and began harassing Sonik Chicken Shrimp Records to do a mail order as soon as it was released. They were more than cool to deal with.
It’s hard to believe now that in 1990 the New Kids were as ubiquitous as Keisha is now, but it’s true. Yep, the pre-packaged pretty boys from Boston who lip synched their shitty saccharine lyrics to even shittier pop music as they carefully followed their choreographer’s commands were everywhere. My friends and I hated them with the passion one should only reserve for root canals or corrupt politicians. So, when I saw the title of this record, I had to get it for the title alone.
It’s also hard to believe that there was a time that pop punk was just one of the many subgenres of punk, like emo. When I hear either of those terms to describe a band now, I cringe as aural sounds of bland pap overwhelm my brain.
Gutwrench would’ve been considered pop punk when this was released. They might be even considered what pop punk is now if the sound was cleaned up, but thankfully it wasn’t. Flex thinks the recording sucks, but if it was better the tunes might be a little too radio friendly, especially ‘She Hates My Guts’.
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1. She Hates My Guts / Around Here
2. Spaceman / Your Problem
Download it now! Gutwrench
Continuing with my string of posts which contain early nineties punk rockage, I bring you ‘Away’ by Intent. There were two Intents from the late eighties, early nineties period. One was an excellent band from Texas who released two great records. This Intent was from Albany, New York, and they rocked pretty hard as well.
Not only did they have a cool name, Nashville’s Rednecks In Pain played decent punk. It’s funny, but being in Zambia had me missing rednecks (their racism, intolerance and narrow minded ways)... for about a second.
I know that it’s totally taken me ages since my last blog. My apologies for that; I’ve had internet issues along with Mediafire trouble. It’s been slightly infuriating, but whatever, it’s a new year full of fun possibilities, so let’s rock.
