These Detroit punkers always had the tunes and the rage to go beyond the upbeat deathtrap. This is deceptively octane-fueled radio punkpop, borderline rock.
Pioneers of destruction like Sex Pistols, GG, Dead Boys, and Iggy, upon revisiting, words like “primal” and “raw” are replaced with “ugh” and “shitty sounding.”
Starting as a young Swedish version of SoCal punkpop (fast and melodic, with some ska thrown in), they really learned the craft of writing catchy melodies.
While I missed McRad at the time, they played with Minor Threat, JFA, Agnostic Front, Dag Nasty, Corrosion of Conformity, and plenty of others. Old but valid.
Glasseater are one of those not-very-good punk bands that copped a different, not-very-imaginative style (in this case hardcore yelling) and still sucks.
Ye olde punk’n’roll, as much pub rock ’76 as Clash ’76. I’d like to say “honest, unpretentious working class rock and roll,” but really .what does that mean?