FIRE HEADS: Self-titled: LP

Jan 31, 2018

Reviewing records for Razorcake is not always something that commands my full attention. I get a stack of records, half of which usually look stupid, and then I put ‘em on and kinda go about my business. So I popped this one on the turntable without looking at it, and started gazing through a basketball card set I had bought from 1969 instead, figuring it would make nice background music. So I’m looking at my basketball cards, do-de-do-de-do, Wilt Chamberlain, fuck yeah, and about half a song into it I’m like fuck, this guy is totally raging. I try to go back to my cards, but I’m like, fuck, this is GOOD! Is there a lyric sheet? I gotta find the lyric sheet! So now I’m all YEAH YEAH YEAH RIGHT THE FUCK ON, trying to squint my way through the squished-up hand-written lyrics, the band is roaring like a tornado of highly adrenalized despair, sounding kinda like a revved-up, de-Victorianized version of Stiffs, Inc. (or maybe a doubly-revved-up, un-poetry-slammed Flesh Eaters?), and I’m reading along, and my basketball cards are tossed to the side, and, when all is said and done, I’m like fuck yeah, that was cool —and, only at that point, do I flip the lyric sheet over and realize that it’s a Bobby Hussy project, and I know him. So, yes, good work, Bobby: In a blind taste test, you proved more compelling than the 1969-‘70 Topps basketball set. Truth! BEST SONG: “Wait to Speak.” BEST SONG TITLE: “Yuuu.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Bobby Hussy has stated publicly that the greatest compliment anyone has ever paid him was when I called him “Madison’s stonedest genius” in Razorcake, and I am always happy to repeat the favor. ­–Rev. Nørb (Big Neck)