Bare Breast Boogie '85

Sometimes I'll just head over to the Hells Headbangers distro and do a random search for bootlegs. Often times I'll come up empty, but occasionally I strike gold. Now, I wasn't really interested in collecting Motorhead live boots... hell, I can't even be bothered to buy some of thier official live records... but I remembered that when I'd picked up an Ozzy bootleg record that there were a number of inserts in there promoting a bunch of other records that the label had released. That Ozzy bootleg was a lot of fun, so I figured that I'd search Hells Headbangers to see if they had any of the other Rock Brigade boots. I came up empty on that front, but I did get a hit on something from Motorhead, and when I saw the Bare Breast Boogie album title, I decided to take a chance on it.

I didn't have high hopes on the quality of this recording. I'd checked a couple Youtube videos that had audio for this show and they were muddy as fuck, but I still ordered it just to have a record titled Bare Breast Boogie in my collection. Like I said, I'm not too excited over live Motorhead records, but surprisingly this thing is a blast. The sound is actually quite good for a bootleg, and Lemmy is a fiesty motherfucker throughout this show. Lem asks for the girls to show their tits before the band tear into the song Jailbait, and he calls the people in the mosh pit a bunch of assholes for not paying attention to the music as they dive into No Class. It was still nine months or so before the release of Orgasmatron, but Motorhead still included three songs from that record in this set which must have been a real treat for the kids at the show. This whole set is just a lot of fun and I'm glad that I grabbed this record.

I'm not really sure what is going on here on the back cover, but it is a nice reminder to wear your mask to help prevent the spread the of COVID-19 and it's variants.

Let's hear it for those motorboobs.

Black Holes and Bleach

Over the summer, Fat Sandwich Records put up preorders for the new Enough record. I'd never heard of the label before, and didn't recognize any of the bands on their roster, so I grabbed my Enough records and got out.

When I received my Enough records, I found that Fat Sandwich had thrown in a free record from Cannomen. Nope...never heard of them, and I didn't care. The record didn't fit the look of what I would be interested in, so I promptly tossed it aside and ignored it.

A couple months later, I was getting ready to write up the blog post for Enough, and I decided to throw on the Cannomen record...fully prepared to toss it out, but willing to give it one listen to confirm that I didn't like it as much as I expected. The needle catches that groove and a manic bass line starts thumping out of the speakers, and then things erupt into punk rock chaos. Holy shit. At times I'm reminded of The Yah Mos, and sometimes I hear Agent Orange. By the time we hit the dead wax of the B side, I've decided that this thing fucking rules, and I need to head back to Fat Sandwich to pick up the second 7 inch from Cannomen.

The second 7 inch from Cannomen, follows the same formula as the first, but there is something about this one that makes me appreciate it more. I can't quite put my finger on what it is though.

300 pressed on this mixed purple vinyl.

Ladies Man

I hate it when I can't remember what it was that made me finally check out a band that is typically off my radar. You know, those bands that, for whatever reason, don't immediately jump onto the list of bands that you need to check out. Years go by, and then something will trigger you to finally give them a listen. Could be that they have a new record coming out...or possibly they are on the bill of a show that you are going to see...maybe you've just been hit over the head with the band's name for so long that you finally give in.

So, I can't remember what pushed me to finally check out The Ladies. It very well could have been the two good reasons on the front cover.

This record is a ton of fun. I've heard that The Ladies draw comparisons to The Dwarves...I don't know, I've never really listened to The Dwarves...maybe it's just because both bands have boobs on their record covers. Either way, the six songs on this 7 inch rage. Punk with a super snotty attitude, and no worries about possibly offending someone. I need more of this band.

Witch Hunt

Witchfinder General were an early 80's Metal band that did their best to rip off the Sabbath sound. They weren't nearly as tight as Sabbath, and their lyrics could be downright goofy, but if you can get past their "lets trip on L.S.D." lyrics, they are a hell of a band. They released two full length albums and with each one, they take the opportunity to get a girl to take off her shirt. Sabbath and boobs are a winning combination as far as I'm concerned. Both albums were recently reissued by Back on Black.

One of the local record stores in Maine, Newbury Comics, is notorious for having a shitty selection of vinyl (such a shame because I know two of the Boston locations are pretty impressive). I stopped in the other day and much to my surprise, they had the first Witchfinder General album, Death Penalty, in stock.

I've been picking up quite a few impulse purchases for Metal vinyl lately, and this one can be added to that list. I see it. I want it. I buy it. March was a month of no restraint.

Who killed Marilyn? Witchfinder General.

Hey, I like boobs as much as your average horny teenager, but I can think of a better way to fill the inside of a gatefold sleeve. No lyrics. No band photos. No written history of the band, documenting the recording of the album. Lame. I expect more from Back On Black.