While killing a very lazy day at work I have come to the conclusion that if Joe Strummer had somehow impregnated Bruce Springsteen the baby would be named Titus Andronicus.
I wish that would have happened....The sight of 'Bruce" preggers would be phenomenally entertaining and it would mean Joe had been resurrected. Now that is a book I could get into...
Anyway, Titus Andronicus' recent album Local Business is half New Jersey bar stomp, half gritty 70's punk. And by punk I mean PUNK. Snotty, brash, not afraid to have a little swing and not afraid to keep the tempo at a sweaty, 2 a.m. one night stand grind...let's make it 3 a.m. - it makes me sound younger.
Here are a few samples, the charmingly named "Hot Deuce on a Silver Platter"
"My Eating Disorder-Live"
and the eponymously named, Libertines channeling, stand out from their debut LP, The Airing of Grievances, "Titus Andronicus"
...BY THE WAY, Lonerism by Tame Impala is just a fine album. It is psychedelic cotton candy at its best. If it didn't make me want to sit around, blissed out on drugs I would listen to it everyday.
Instead I listen every other day.
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