REATARDS: Teenage Hate: CD

Jul 21, 2011

...i guess i would classify myself as having been “sort of” a Reatards fan back in the day—i bought all ((or most...or, at bare minimum, “a goodly amount”)) of their records when they came out and such ((and, like all the other bands of the day, taped their albums so they could be listened to while driving and shoved the vinyl on a shelf somewhere)), but, to be straight-up honest, i never drank the Memphis Kool-Aid® more than a sip at the time, can hum exactly zero of their songs, haven’t listened to a Reatards record since my purchase of a car with no cassette player in 2003, and really haven’t had the urge to do so, either ((and, although i specifically remember listening to “Heart of Chrome” westbound on Highway 45 one night, that is actually the only Reatards song i could identify by name prior to receipt of this reissue))—i liked them, but their influence on my capitalist way of life was pretty minor, overall. I mean, i remember the vaguely bluesy garage punk and the crunched-up, disintegraty guitar sound that makes you want to check the physical connection between turntable/cassette deck/CD player and your speakers every few minutes, and the three-chords-and-a-cloud-of-echo spirit of it all—and, after giving this a listen ((in my car, which is as it should be)), i remember “Stacye” and the Fear cover, too ((but completely don’t remember the Dead Boys cover. Weird))—but, to be kinda brutally frank, while i do like them, and Jay Reatard was definitely a talented dude, the Reatards still don’t hold my attention deeply nor for long, and thirty-nine songs ((original album + two cassettes)) is WAY more Reatards than i care to listen to in one sitting. I guess my point is that I was driving around with a seventeen year old kid listening to this album, and about two-thirds of the way through we both agreed that we were bored and should listen to KISS instead. HEY, I DON’T MAKE THE NEWS, I JUST REPORT IT. This must be hog heaven for the True Believers, though. BEST SONG: “Stacye” BEST SONG TITLE: I can’t help but think the abbreviated Fear title—”I Love Living In the City” is listed as “I Love Living”—merits a mention, given the circumstance. FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Band incorrectly uses “your” instead of “you’re” twice during track listings.

 –norb (Goner)

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