Monday

black randy

...black randy was kind of like an updated freak out era frank zappa, with vicious humour hitting out at nearly everything, heavy sarcastic barbs skewered into the very fabric of los angeles life, with a special hatred aimed at the pig who were doing their upmost to quell the burgeoning punk crowd...'pass th'dust' was the only full length wax put out on the short lived incredible 'dangerhouse records' in late '79(being co-owner might have possibly helped) and its full of short, sharp funky revue style tunes with some avant touches here and there with randy sounding a bit like david peel (have a marijuana) on an amphetamine jag...numbers about sleeping in arcades/idi amin/narks/laundromats/sperm banks plus anything to do with the messed up life he was living, needles and too much alcohol, a great version of 'shaft' has to be heard to get a full understanding of the workings of randys thought patterns...dig the cheapo-cheapo organ sound that fits right in with the overall sleezy grooves the metro squad are laying down (the squad was made up of the cream of LA punks on sabatical from their own combos such as the eyes/randoms) all played with a tight but loose abandon...one of the lost voices of the punk revolution, though by no means is randy any way near a punk in the accepted commercial sense (like zappa before him), he deserves his place in underground history more than most...
...dusted...

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