Daily Archives: September 27, 2009

182. Cosmic Psychos – “Cosmic Psychos”

Finally the turntable gets another spin.  And this album has definitely given the machine a workout.

Cosmic Psychos self-titled debut album coverThe Cosmic Psychos are icons of a peculiar part of the Aussie music scene. A trio of roughnut blokes playing straight ahead, Stooges-style garage punk, these guys were reknown for drinking VB in copious amounts, swearing up a storm, roo-shooting and agricultural imagery.

There’s nothing pretty or arty about this men.  They compose incredibly direct tunes (with such couplets as “I wanna be like David Lee Roth and have girls suck me off”), with pounding beats and wah-wah laiden riffs. 

It all works well and captures the spirit of the late-80s, early-90s garage punk bands that for better or worse would inspire the grunge movement. 

I’m feeling guilty listening to this without a beer in my hand (a can of course), that I’m not wearing a wife-beater singlet and am unadorned with prison-style tats.  But these blokes would forgive all (well, maybe not the beer bit), as it was never about how you looked and all about how much you liked the unbridled rock experience.  And I do…

The stand out tunes: the aforementioned David Lee Roth, the riff-heavy Rain on You and Going Down. 

File under: The Oz-Rock that should be played once an hour on “classic hits” stations

181. Consolidated – “Friendly Fa$cism”

“I think crusading rap guys are a real downer”.  That is one of the many sampled quotes from the open mic at Consolidated’s live shows (typically held on US college campuses).

Album Cover friednly fascism fa$cism consolidated friendlyThat comment sums up much of the problem with this album (which was actually released earlier than the previously reviewed effort).

There is a completely lack of humour or shade on this collection.  Every single issue makes these blokes angry, and their resultant diatribes lack any appreciation for subtlety in argument or context.

This might be fine and dandy if the music were interesting, but this release lacks any particularly hook-driven compositions.  While the beats are still strong, the inclusion of the intermittent concert quotes are not overly pleasant listening, and certainly don’t encourage repeated plays. 

There is a reason why “Vox Pops”, “Protest Speeches” and “Stats-heavy Diatribes” are not typical categories in your local record store (remember them?). They are no fun to listen to.

File under: With friends like these, I need alcohol…