Sunday, November 23, 2008
I got a pair of legs. Just one. One pair. Two legs total.
And they're flopping around like two soggy carrots under my desk.
You know why?
The Saints are blasting out like flame-engulfed Nerf rockets from my alien-shaped speakers.
It's 2008, almost 29 years since this Australian band first laid their Stooges/Pistols/Ramones-tinged heat on unsuspecting sheilas. But using the word "tinged" is misleading. The punk movement we all know and love had yet to break into Australia halfway around the world. The Saints were the Sex Pistols of Australia. And through one listen, you can hear exactly why.
This is one of the best albums I've come across in quite some time.
Careful to rock your face off.
You need your face.
I need your face.
Album's great straight through but highlights include: