Word: albums
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...latest album, Sheik Yerbouti (on Zappa Records), he lashes out more than ever before at today's "young generation." Zappa mocks punk, disco, kinky sex, JAPs, and yes -- even Peter Frampton. As for the album's title, well, only Zappa could concoct a name that uses disco jargon to suggest OPEC domination. Unfortunately, the music itself is mechanical and boring, and the lyrics provoke the listener without providing any insight in return...
Long before man created rock and roll there was folk music. And the multitudes partook of it and rejoiced. Then the album was born, and folk music was flattened into little round discs, trapped in cardboard envelopes, and smothered in cellophane. Although folk manages to live on, its spirit died in the recording studio...
...vital. The Sex Pistols achieve this delicate balance on side two in their reclamation of "Johnny B. Goode" and Boston local Jonathan Richman's "Road Runner." Sure to be a legend of rock and roll, this track alone justifies the rather extravagant price which decorates the album jacket. Opening with the terrific backbeat and acid guitar which became the signature of the band. "Johnny B. Goode" leaps up an emotional notch when that manic wail of a lead vocalist begins to shrick...
...Malcolm MacLaren, the Sex Pistols' manager, who apparently drove Rotten from the band and tried to fill the vacuum. MacLaren is the same imbecile who tried to dress up the New York Dolls in Communist regalia and helped to ensure their demise. He actually sings a track on this album. "You Need Hands," but I have found that a carefully etched groove will cause your needle to skip over it entirely...
...album closes with Sid Vicious's "My Way," already a punk classic. Sid hams it up in a thickened, quavering voice until Steve Jones's guitar breaks the song into the desperately vital punk mode. The poignancy of the lyrics, in light of Vicious's early death, need not be belabored here. Just let "My Way" stand as a testament to his visceral understanding of the punk aesthetic...