QUEERS, THE: Live in West Hollywood: CD

It’s the infamously insolent Queers, so this decadent lil’ disc is, of course, crampacked with the ultimate in sonic snottiness and balls-out brattiness. It’s lewd, loud, live, and as sick, twisted, fucked-up, and belligerent as it gets! This is exactly the kind of brain-damaged audial wickedness that the Ramones brashly blasted outta their first couple of albums, except The Queers are definitely more demented, dirty-minded, and deviantly uncivilized. Their frenzied spine-snappin’ songs taunt my senses silly, terrify my ears somethin’ fierce, and agitate my soused old soul as if there ain’t gonna be no tomorrow! All of their crazed, hyperactive should-be hits are frenetically tossed throughout this monstrously powerful release, including “We’d Have Arrived Doing Heroin,” “This Place Sucks,” “I Want Cunt,” “No Tit,” “Blabbermouth,” “Noodlebrain,” “Granola Head,” “Fuck You,” “I’m Not a Mongo Anymore” (my personal perverse fave!), “I Hate Everything,” “Teenage Bonehead,” “I Only Drink Bud,” “Ursula Finally Has Tits,” “I Like Young Girls,” “Fuck the World,” and a heapin’ handful of covers, too (Tommy James & The Shondells, Angry Samoans, Mr. T Experience, Ramones, etc.). Hell yeh, this is true authentic punkrock rambunctiousness just like the Ramones meant it to be! I ain’t no gawddamn homo, but, man, I do love them Queers… -Roger Moser, Jr.

 –guest (Hopeless)