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| Peter Holsapple-of the H-Bombs
Big Black Truck 7” Car Records-1978 By Christopher Duda SugarBuzz Magazine |
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| Remember when men slopped grease in their hair and chicks wore Poodle skirts? Now I ain’t talkin’ about no watered down Fifties icon like Arthur Fonzarelli! I am talkin’ about real mean motherfuckers. Rumble in alleyways, rolled up jeans and switchblades a clickin’. True Yankee Grit. Remember when music was primitive, a sexual beat thudding on your loins?
Of course, you don’t remember any of this because for one you probably are too young and secondly for the most part it is just watered down pap created by Hollywood to woo you into watching another of their forgettable films. So, why the hell am I talkin’ about this shit anyways…oh yeah. Peter Holsapple of the H-Bombs single on Car Records 1978. You might remember that Holsapple played in a band called the DB’s. Anyways this is a killer 7”. Big Black Truck has a 50’s vibe, rumbling along a highway and singing through a CB while fuelled up on bad coffee. Man, you can almost smell the sweat off some trucker’s ass when you listen to this tune. Not hooked yet ? Okay while try “96 second Blowout” on for size. Hooky as hell. Guitars a blazin’ that speed up to the final demise of the song as it falls apart. Probably my fav song on the 7” is Death Garage. Now this is the way New Wave should of sounded like. What the hell is New Wave anyways? Corporate reaction to Punk Rock? Think about all those great bands that got put through the New Wave Meat Grinder and lost their balls and became mince meat and ended up as someone’s meatball on top of their spaghetti. Anyways track this single down. This is when people knew how to write songs without following formulas. |
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