Remember when you put a needle on a record and the sound that
emerged was once of pure soul, melody and surprise. When records were full of
twists and turns and you never quite knew what was coming next. When artists
made music purely for the love of making it and not for material or monetary
gain. Well if a time ever actually existed and isn't just an idealistic dream
then the time would surely belong to The Brian Jonestown Massacre. Pretty much
the only band I can think of where the music seems to pour out of them pure and
untainted. Their new album 'My Bloody Underground' is a marvelous sprawling
journey through everything that is great about rock and roll. Somehow it seems
to incorporate slithers of every great band that has ever existed from The Byrds
to The Rolling Stones through Thirteenth Floor Elevators, Jesus and May Chain
and My Bloody Valentine. The mention of the latter two names should give you an
idea of where it is sonically, seemingly recorded in some kind of sewer but has
more life, more soul and more ideas than any other album that will be released
this year. Yes its flawed, its over long and occasionally self indulgent but
I'll put up with all that to hear a song as great as 'just like kicking jesus' .
Probably the best song .......I've ever heard. Reminding me of being a teenager,
late at night, hearing the sound of John Peel playing My Bloody Valentine
crackling through a badly tuned transistor radio. And if that's not enough how
can you NOT love a band who title a song 'Bring Me The Head Of Paul McCartney On
Heather Mill's Wooden Peg (dropping bombs on the white house)'? - Clint
I'm not gonna add much to Clint's review cos he's hit the nail on
the head but I wanted to say that I think this album is marvelous as
well. There's 5 or 6 tracks which are absolutely outstanding. It's all
completely derivative (but let's face it... what isn't these days?) but
it's all done so well I can't put the bloody thing down. A complete
revelation if I'm honest as I've never got this band before. A total
homage to Velvet Underground and My Bloody Valentine! Absolute complete
genius!! - Phil
Love this record? Hate it? Tell us.
What their label says...
mass cult
suicide at Jonestown, Guyana in 1978. Fans and critics of Brian
Jonestown Massacre who have eagerly awaited a new album for a little
over 4 years now will not be disappointed with its musical content,
quality and controversy to follow. The opening track titled “Bring Me
The Head Of Paul MCCartney On Heather Mill’s Wooden Peg (Dropping Bombs
On The White House)” begins and soars into an echoing wave of
tambourines and trancelike acoustics, that continues for 12 more tracks
and 75.87 minutes, stirring visions of sunny Californian communes to
New York City bars on the Lower East Side. From Rishikesh to Reykjavik,
the entire album provides provocative glimpses into Anton Newcombe’s
head, both the darkness and the light, so clearly and so beautifully
self‐produced. A man and artist many are eager to dismiss as obnoxious
and unworthy of the attention he receives. Others however, deem him
simply as vulnerable in this world he roams and hugely misunderstood
whilst doing so. Like many prolific and artistic “madmen” before his
and our time, dare we sum all of the above and categorize Newcombe as a
one of the musical geniuses of our time? Maybe it’s too early or
controversial to say, but tracks from My Bloody Underground are
certainly good indications whether such a “characteristic” is worthy of
his nature. “We Are The Niggers Of The World” (track 4) is a song Anton
wrote when he was just 9 years old, you can decide for youyourself.