Showing posts with label The Dead Kennedys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Dead Kennedys. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Video Playlist #15: Back to School

Another genre-crossing thematic playlist! Enjoy!

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL0QOmyo1JgZckEnGWR_Jd751BTEHbEqa2

1) Barenaked Ladies* - Grade 9
2) Nirvana - School
3) Handsome Boy Modelling School - I've Been Thinking
4) Girlschool - Race with the Devil
5) Schoolly D - Saturday Night
6) Deaf School - Taxi
7) Green Magnet School - Windshield
8) Film School - Compare
9) Ninja High School* - Jam Band Death Cult
10) The Invisible College - The Raining Rooms
11) The Dead Kennedys - Straight A's

Thursday, June 23, 2016

On Parry Gripp

Admittedly, I had a hard time coming up with a topic to write about this week. I have a few half formed ideas in the back of my head that might pan out for next week, but nothing really jumped out as something I should write about.

I'm a fan of cute animals. What does this have to do with music though? Well, two things kind of came together for this week's blog post. First, I've been digging deep into my Weird Al collection this week, listening to every album 2-3 times so far this week. Second, an old friend said that she's introducing her young son to Parry Gripp, so we got to sharing Parry Gripp songs this week.

I'm a fan of what you would call "novelty music". I like music that doesn't take itself too seriously, or, rather, music that takes emotion and fun seriously. Most music is serious, but self-righteous musicians, virtuosos who take their craft way too seriously bug me. I have most of Weird Al Yankovic's albums. I have almost every They Might Be Giants album. I have albums from musical pranksters like Negativland, Longmont Potion Castle, Devo, The Dead Milkmen. I have compilations of comedic covers. I collect albums simply because they're weird. But, as Frank Zappa once said, Does Humour Belong in Music?

I'd argue that it does. A good joke in the form of a song can go a long way to making a point. The Dead Kennedy's skewering of the music industry with "Pull My Strings", brilliantly performed live at the Bay Area Music Awards in front of industry big-wigs, was a coup for punk music. Negativland's controversial use of Casey Kasem quotes and U2 samples in "These Guys Are From England and Who Gives a Shit" got them sued but it made a point about cultural appropriation, copyright use and the right of artists to parody and criticize. Weird Al's rework of "Blurred Lines" to "Word Crimes" made a subtle point of using music to educate instead of reinforcing sexist stereotypes, and made the song a bit more punchy to boot.

Which brings us to Parry Gripp. I can't remember exactly when I discovered his music, or exactly which video of his I watched first (It might have been "Hamster on a Piano".) Parry Gripp writes very short songs, usually around a minute in length, and usually about cute animals or absurd things like tacos or Rupert Grint. He's also a member of the comedic pop punk band Nerf Herder, writes theme songs for TV and jingles for commercials. He's even been nominated for an Emmy for his musical work.

His cute animal songs aren't that serious, nor should they be treated that seriously. But, it does take some talent to write something catchy and memorable in just a minute. And his music is definitely memorable. It's insanely catchy and the songs stick in your head for months, and you'll find yourself going back to the videos. Music is meant to make you feel. Even to have fun. While some might enjoy a 12 minute, intricate guitar solo, I prefer a fun song that's going to make me smile or move me in some other way.

A few more Parry Gripp videos:

Baby Monkey (Going Backwards on a Pig)
Turtle
Cat Flushing a Toilet
At the Bunny Festival
Sumimasen
Dog with a Box on His Head
That Skunk is Mad


Thursday, May 19, 2016

Covers Courageous #8: Burning Sensations - "Pablo Picasso"

Third Thursday of the month will continue my Covers Courageous/Forgotten Music Series. Seeing as I've been listening to the Repo Man soundtrack this past week, it seems appropriate I talk about one of the covers there, and the larger story of the movie proper.

There are two covers on the Repo Man soundtrack, Burning Sensations' cover of the Modern Lovers' “Pablo Picasso” and The Plugz' Mexi-punk version of the classic “Secret Agent Man”. We'll take a look at the first cover today.

I've heard Repo Man described as the first movie that really understood punk rock. After re-watching it recently, I think this is a good description of the movie, though the movie really isn't necessarily about punk, but the social aspects that allowed punk to form. Repo Man is a difficult movie. It's a cult classic, in that, it's obtuse and artistic, and not exactly clear on what it means. Overall, the plot is about Otto (played by a very young Emilio Estevez), a disaffected and confrontational teenage suburban punk who is bouncing from job to job and not thinking about much else. After being tricked by Bud (Harry Dean Stanton) to help him “steal” a car, Otto becomes a repo man. Against this backdrop, an aimless and broken scientist is driving a 1964 Chevy Malibu from Los Alamos, NM to southern California, and the car carries a neutron bomb in it's trunk. The scientist, played by Fox Harris, winds into California, with a strange group of government agents on his tail, trying to get the car back for the government (or some other shadowy agency), a group of UFO enthusiasts, thinking the truck carries the body of four dead aliens, and the repo agencies, who have $20,000 bounty on the car.

What the film has to do with punk is both the excellent soundtrack and the actors in the film. Otto also has a “partner in crime” with Kevin (Zander Schloss, a later member of The Circle Jerks, who appear on the soundtrack) who gets fired with Otto from his last job, and his “gang” of sometimes friends, Duke, Debbie and Archie. While Otto becomes a repo man, sort of an outlaw style of work that jibes with his punk leanings, Kevin continues to try to fit in and work a conventional job, giving up on his punk dreams and buying into regular society, selling out, as it were. The gang continues to commit crimes, armed robbery and car theft (which gets Archie vapourized by the neutron bomb in the trunk, and Duke shot by a store owner). Why are they like this? It's because of the bomb.

I remember growing up in the 80s, with the shadow of nuclear war looming over the entire decade. Punk came out of the disaffection of British youth in the late 70s, with the economy tanking and the old white male still firmly in charge, there was little to do but lay around, drink, take drugs and commit minor crimes. Punk was, at it's heart, a reaction to society: nihilistic, political and artistic. The Sex Pistols were one of the more nihilist bands, the Clash one of the more political, and all of the band were artistic. The Pistols took their cues from Malcolm McLaren, the owner of the Sex boutique, which catered to bored urban youth with too much time on their hands. By the time the punk movement jumped over the Atlantic to New York, it was bands like The Ramones (clad in leather and eschewing the 60s greaser look and sound), Blondie (fronted by Debbie Harry and looking like a punk/disco/reggae merger), Television and the Voidoids (with Richard Hell sporting torn jeans put together by safety pins, due to poverty, not fashion) leading the charge. The nihilism was palpably less, but the art was there. Then, on the west coast of the US, where Repo Man is set, we had The Dead Kennedys, a viciously political band with a penchant for injecting nasty, sarcastic humour into their music. Here is where the Repo Man connection comes in. While the Kennedys aren't on the soundtrack, their way of thinking is all over the movie.

So, we've got a snotty youth with nothing to live for. There's no American Dream, it's been trampled into nothingness by a depressed economy and horrible minimum wage jobs. Reagan is in the White House, Thatcher in power in the UK. And there's the threat of nuclear war, epitomized by the Malibu careering through the Los Angeles streets with a neutron bomb ready to go off in the trunk. And the neutron bomb itself, it's a weapon that just kills people, leaving buildings standing. As the Dead Kennedys so succinctly put it in their song Kill the Poor, what's to stop those in power from using this weapon on a city, wiping out the population, then just marching in and taking over the factories, homes and businesses, and just stop worrying about the poor? There's little wonder teenagers are so nihilistic. There's also little wonder why Otto find his new job so exciting. He's getting paid to commit crimes, drink, take drugs and shoot guns, and getting paid pretty well to do it.

By the end of the film, Otto had come into possession of the Malibu completely by change, locked the car up in the impound yard, then gets set upon by the government and the UFO cultists, plus a television evangelist and Scientologists. His friends are gone or dead, his colleagues bewildered and no one understanding what's exactly going on. Otto and mechanic Miller (played brilliantly by a bleary-eyed Tracey Walter) end up being the only people able to get near the now glowing green car, which is shooting off electrical sparks. Miller takes the wheel (despite not knowing how to drive) and invites Otto into the passenger's seat, the car lifts into the air and flies around Los Angeles before taking off into space. It's only those who are the misfits of society, the oddballs and the outsiders, the people who appreciate the absurdities of life that are able to confront the odd convergence of chance that the car with the bomb in truck represents that can approach it.

The Modern Lovers fit semi-tangentally into all of this. Jonathan Richman, the main force behind the band, serves as a footnote to the punk movement, always hovering around the edges of punk, but never really being part of it. Richman was a hanger-on of the Velvet Underground in the early 70s. The Modern Lovers formed in Boston and included Jerry Harrison (who went on to join the Talking Heads), David Robinson (of The Cars), John Felice (who formed The Real Kids) and Ernie Brooks (who worked with David Johansen of the New York Dolls). The Lovers' first recorded material was produced by John Cale of the Velvet Underground. Richman left the band in 73 and moved to California, joined the Berserkley label, and produced the Modern Lovers' only album in 1977, which influenced UK, New York and Californian bands. The Sex Pistols covered Richman's best known song “Road Runner” for their strange film, The Great Rock and Roll Swindle.

Burning Sensations were as short lived as the Modern Lovers, producing just two proper albums before breaking up. Their style was slightly related to punk, feeling more on the garage end of things, but they had the “melting pot” feel of southern California punk: the mash up of punk, garage and Latin. Their one and only minor hit was “Belly of the Whale”, which was an early MTV staple,. They cover “Pablo Picasso” on the Repo Man soundtrack, with meshes well with the film. The tune is a dadaist classic, looking at obtuse Spanish painter Pablo Picasso cruising around in an El Dorado picking up women, and saying that Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole. The film's message of randomness comes to a head in this song and it's the perfect centrepiece for the movie and the soundtrack.