Dirt ‎– "Never Mind Dirt - Here's The Bollocks" (Crass Records ‎– 221984-7) 1982

Pay a lot less than two quid at the bottom of the page. Now that's real Anarchy for ya!

Wherever you find a bird to lure into bed with cod philosophy, soap box poetry ,and the ability to talk non-stop about oneself, you will find a great crested Rimbaud permanently in mating season. Rustling among the patching cables, waiting for the moment the innocent punkette,his prey, is suitably impressed enough for him to reveal his spiky haired mating plumage,he will pounce . That said,here The Rimbaud is noticeable by his absence .Where once he would be seen barking orders and strutting around the studio like a washed out black and grey army-surplus peacock, the producer's chair was surrendered, to the Crass Bass player, Peter Right.!? However, the Drummer in DIRT,the charmingly named,'Shit',although not by his doting parents I should add, plays with an uncanny similarity to the technique,or lack of technique, that the Leader of the Anarchists, Peni Rimmer Beau, himself utilises..Whether the lady anarchess was of the type to like someone with real talent,and Penny chose to impressed her with his Boys Brigade band drumming style, is up for conjecture;but like most Cult leaders his tsunami of all about 'moi' verbal diarrhea ,is strictly a distraction from most powerful men's objective numero uno.....which is....can you guess?....fucking!

My Tv's busted, so one evening i found myself watching a conversation on You Tube, with Penny Rimbaud by some anarcho-punk lick spittle,during which Peni referred to his lessening need to search out 'Fanny' these days.....he is 78 after all? But... Boy can this fucker talk?He also boasted about having the IRA over to Dial House to discuss revolution teamwork.....very right on, chatting with murderers about arming Chumbawumba as they storm the suburbs sounds just like my idea of what Anarchy really means innit?

DIRT,or "Death Is Reality Today",are yer standard Anarchp-Punk Crass-a-likes from back in the day, except they have a screechy female shouter,something the Crass's did themselves on "Penis Envy",to show that they weren't misogynists, and,allegedly, to piss off the Punks who complained about the posh-female contributors to the Crass sound. And they really stuck it to those chauvinist crass cult members by promptly sacking off those very same posh females and reinstating Steve Ignorant for the next album.That's sticking up for the sisters  innit? A classic tactic for wannabe cult leader in search of,in his own words, 'Fanny'.

The title is yet another philosophy of envy slag off of the Pistols pun.Alas it is ironic,not for any ideological straying,but for the fact that Lydon has recently mentioned how much he admires Crass for keeping going and not giving a fuck what haters ,like me, have to say about them....well....you know that you must be doing something very wrong once Rotten Johnny starts bigging you up.

In the same rancid breath he also volunteered glowing praise for The Exploited too!?....Hmmmmm...I have no more to say!?

Tracklist:

A1 Deaf In Reality
A2 SlaughterHouse Rock
A3 Canvey Island
A4 Bully
A5 Unemployment
A6 Another Filled Hole
A7 Democracy
B1 Public Execution
B2 Lables
B3 6.35
B4 Master Race
B5 Land Of The Rising Sun

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