I bought the first Flying Saucer Attack single when it came out (on VHF) on the strength of a simple, handwritten sticker from Mike "Slumberland" Schulman. It read, simply, "SUPERIOR NOISE POP"
Very depressingly, when you punch "superior noise pop" as a quoted phrase into Google, you get precisely zero hits.
Herewith, I hope to rectify that oversight.
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I haven't been working, so I haven't been buying music. Pity.
On the other hand, I can on occasion afford to drink a beer and slap an LP on the turntable. Tonight's exemplar was Entertainment!, which pretty much is as good as they say. Plus Nirvana's Unplugged LP is fucking aces. Can you tell I hauled out the M-N box?
Still, if you want to hear something cool that you will not hear on the radio, check out this cool collection of old-timey 78s posted to archive.org. The Amedee Breaux track alone is worth the price of admission, featuring a dandy accordion drone that could have been recorded by a French indie kid in his bedroom last week, not by a bunch of Cajuns in Atlanta in 1929. Besides, I have a real weakness for a preposterous lyric, so I keep coming back to work like Hallejujah I'm a Bum [Ed: Haywire Mac? One big union, indeed.] and Are You Washed In The Blood Of The Lamb? -- but that's just me. Whatever your tastes, you'll probably find one or two tracks you like here, so have fun exploring.
I wrote something slapdash some time back.
Some dated reviews of mine are in Cool Beans back issues, like CB6.