I thought I’d break up the Harcourt sequence with something very different.
Now, I’m a little unsure whether this qualifies as an album. There appears to be some disagreement out there in the inter-Tubes. With only eight tracks and a playing time of 24 minutes or so, I suspect doesn’t quite qualify, but, hey, I’ve been listening to it, so you should hear about it.
This is another of my missus’ diverse contributions to the collection, and I presume reflects some misspent teenagerdom.
Indeed, misspent youth is the raison d’être of this still-rocking Sydney lads.
The album is a rapid-paced, pop-punk of the very fun, very approachable kind. This collection does include any of their more ribald tunes (unfortunately), but it captures a sound and vibe that meets a certain need.
Alas, that need ain’t sitting at my desk, but so be it. Loud, with low-priced beer, shouted conversation and a bit of sweaty hair twirling (back when I had the tresses) would be much more appropriate.
What I like about this is the power guitar, pop sensibility, and the unconstrained joy.
I couldn’t easily find a clip from this album (and didn’t feel like continuing to search for the vids with the band’s name), so here’s a track of theirs I’ve always liked:
File under: You don’t have to be desperate