Monday, April 8, 2013

B-52's "B-52's" [1979]

What the hell is with kids those days? Was boring, amateurish phony surf-rock and Buck Rogers bastardry really such a novel concept in 1979? I mean, I know America sucked back then, but did we really need to resort to fag-hag pajama parties to get our jollies? Tough to fathom the malaise of a culture that would resort to such plastic doggy-doo for entertainment at the time. Apparently, B-52's fit the punk/new-wave milieu with its irritating female vocals, led by beehive-haired screecher Cindy Wilson, and the "everything goes" aesthetic allowed Fred Schneider to lisp-bark at people in a manner so flaming you could roast marshmallows off the end of the stage. Supposedly, the band wins points for its unapologetic honesty, but the only place this fits for me is in the band's name: B-52's bombs over and over again.

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