This stuff is no-frills, low tech and high energy, played by sons of Iggy who grew up thinkin’ Raw Power would sound better if it was played really fast.
It’s the Cramps’ “I Was A Teenage Werewolf” grappling at least thematically with the New York Dolls in the big scream drive-in theatre of Roky Erickson’s mind.
Despite the fact that I have the “actual” version of pretty much every song here (and they sound a helluva lot better), I’m definitely keeping this sucker.
These ranters got tagged with the “hardcore” label cuz of the company they kept, but The Proletariat had more in common with early Fall and pre-sellout Wire.