Anarcho Punk from the hippie heartland
of Yeovil, Somerset, close enough to Stone 'enge for the adolescent
Mobsters to have been recruited at a young age into this unattractive
tribe.
Luckily, in amongst the simplistic
politics and sixth form lyrics, the Mob adhered to the more melodic
side of the movement. Thankfully closer to the Zounds side of things
“Anarcho”, rather than Crass.
This excellently muddy self-released
tape from 1981, reveals a minimal and repetitive protest punk style
that is very effective indeed. Most importantly it retains a charming
naive innocence in its optimist youthful idealism. The vocals can be
a bit cringingly teenage pop band competition stuff at times,and a
lot of these tunes seem to be exactly the same, but that’s what we
like here innit?
They have now reformed after thirty
years,probably playing free festivals with Zounds and The Astronauts.
Worth seeing if you don't mind roughing it with a crowd full of sixty
five year old white rasta's with male pattern baldness drinking
special brew.
Tracklist:
The Gates of Hell | |
No Doves Fly Here | |
What's Going On | |
Slayed | |
White Niggers | |
I Hear You Laughing | |
Youth | |
I Wish | |
Never Understood |
4 comments:
Link fail :-(
Link fixed.....sorry,I forgot to add the link to the post, like a twat! Enjoy
It was better without the link!
Ha ha. That was why i subconsciously didn't add the link. I was expecting Mob fans slagging off my review. I do quite like 'em tho'..the mob, not their fans.Yuk!
Post a Comment