DRAKÜLAS: Drunk Dial #10: 7”

Nov 15, 2022

While listening to any given Drakülas product always provokes the urge to submit a review that’s just senseless ejaculations of “DRAKÜLAS! DRAKÜLAS! DRAKÜLAS!”à la the band’s between-song live banter, I have decided that the A side brings to mind visions of the Kiss Meets the Phantom of the Park made-for-TV movie, except that instead of making an evil robot version of Kiss, the mad scientist makes an evil robot version of Paul Revere & The Raiders, but this time his evil robots are so well-made that they play a thousand times faster and harder and (understandably) sound much more evil and therefore everybody likes them better. Considering that the Drakülas sound absolutely nothing like Paul Revere & The Raiders other than having a shared interest in hit single chord progressions, this is high praise, indeed. The B side is a sort of full-on Tommy Ramone-ing of the Jim Carroll Band classic “Three Sisters” (I’m not certain how familiar folks under a certain age are with any JCB song besides “People Who Died,” but the grand cosmic ledger should show that the first side of that first album is four-fifths impeccable), which contains one of my favorite lyrics of all time: “I wish that all the girls were my sister / then all their dates would call me ‘mister’.” These sinister automatons are righteous as all-get-out. Own this or let your soul go forever wanting. DRAKÜLAS!DRAKÜLAS!DRAKÜLAS! BEST SONG: “Three Sisters,” sorry. BEST SONG TITLE: “Shame.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Recorded in the basement of the Konky Shave & Bodega on 9th Ave. –Rev. Nørb (Drunk Dial, drunkdialrecords.bandcamp.com)

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