Genre: Punk in the most genre-less way. They don’t sound
like ’77 punk, they don’t sound like Cali punk, they don’t sound like pop punk.
They just sound like someone distilled all these things into one thing. Which is
kind of an achievement though it kind of teeters on the ends of bland if you
look at it too hard. Not that they are bland, they have high energy and good
songs. Just, think Billy Idol: a lot of concern with looking striking and
writing catchy pop tunes without too much wider social impact. Sure Billy Idol
wrote songs that challenged social assumptions about marriage or whatever, and
Birdland wrote songs about cocaine and feeling disrespected by society, but
there is no hint at a wider synthesis or stance on anything other than wanting
to do one’s own thing. Comparing this album to, say “Rocket to Russia” is like
comparing angsty high school poetry to the memoires of a holocaust survivor.
Where would I have heard of them: When this album came out
they were the darling of the nascent British musical press. That said they
broke up shortly thereafter and, though they seem to have an ongoing core of fans,
I don’t think anyone outside of late 80s England would be able to tell you much
about them. That said I guess they were bound up with the Madchester thing and
I guess a lot of people study that like it’s some kind of biblical period. Oh! They
wrote a song called “Rock ‘n Roll Nigger” that people talk about as if it is
important.
Anything of note: I’m going to assume the name of the band
was an intentional reference to the seminal Jazz club partially founded by and
named for Charlie Parker, pioneer of highly experimental Bebop Jazz. Talk about
shooting high. Also worth noting: oddly huge in Japan.
Is it good: yeah it is. If you see it buy it, or if you are
in the market for some straight up punk n roll try to track it down. It is fun.
Just don’t expect the huge religious experience some people are going to try to
sell you.
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