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The Club Soundtrack

Though it is listed as the ‘The Club Soundtrack'; don't expect a bland HI-NRG Ministry compilation OR THE ENDLESS BOX-SETS OF BEST BRIT-POP ALBUM IN THE WORLD EVAH or Best TRIP-HOP ALBUM IN THE WORLD, LIKE EVAH!!! Why? Because like the Death Disco club is a scary in-site into the minds of Alan McGee and Danny Watson. So is it a punk-roxx compilation? YES! So is it a dub compilation? YES! So is it a Northern Soul compilation? YES! So is it a ‘fuck me I really don't know what kind of compilation this is? YES! And what else can you expect from a club that flashes Jamie-Reid punk exploitation graphics of The Clash and boy-punk-genius David Crosby?

From the opening shot of child-like twee wonder - Jonathan Richman ‘Roadrunner' takes place next to the cracked-frazzled-pop genius of ‘Up the Bracket' by the Libertines and The Undertones; Irish Ramones as painted by Phil Spector.

Genius, obviously, before they let loose and blast the drunken story-telling mad bastards, The Kinks, of that little known movement of neo-brit-pop. But. HOLY GOD. When Motorhead ‘Ace of Spades' plays THIS COMPILATION WILL HAVE YOU SCREAMING - OH GOD JESUS NO IT LIVES, IT LIVES! As Death Disco is the ultimate haunt for keeping rock EVIL! Not evil as in norwegian-black-metal-rockers-eating small-babies-and-burning-down-churches but evil as in mad max scuzz rock.

Beachbuggy ‘Killer B' plays: a perfect anthem for snorting cocaine and running death matches down the M83. This is Steve Albini approved extraterrestrial brown sugar blooze of the Rolling Stones backed with one of the all time daddies of nu-scouse soul – Pete Wylie – in his incarnations of Wah! Heat.

THEN THE MADNESS STOPS. HAS A BREAK. MAYBE A COFFEE. AND A CIGARETTE. AND REEE-LAXXES with Bob Marley - Trenchtown Rock – a stoned reggae groove about music – the healing power of music.. "One good thing about music/When it hits you feel no pain" sitting next to Lee Scratch Perry: Kill Them All, a weirdo dub-bliss out on the moog.

Leaving you with no option but to take some DIRTY PILLS and re-entering into the Northern Soul dance hall arena with The Chairmen of The Board like soul hooligan versions of psychedelic-era Temptations – until ‘Band of Gold' begins - the all time soul stomper by the heart-break-sweaty-tears-down-the-face Soul Train goddess -- Freda Payne. When the proto-anthem of those manga mods, The Small Faces with ‘Tin Soldiers' begins, I defy, anyone not to have an out-of-body experience when PP Arnold starts with her back-up vocals.

Of course, near the end, is pure-drugs-psychosis when those faster pussycat kill kill kill boys and girls!: The Glitterati, The Damned, New York Dolls and X-Ray Spex start to play, the heart beats faster and the judgment becomes, well, err, impaired with dexedrine-like accuracy. Once suitably altered – the hip-hop icons Sugar Hill Gang begin with Rapper's Delight. Of course, it all ends on a what-the-fuck note with The Pogues - Fiesta. Confusion rains at the Death Disco. Any mutant virus off-shoots of the disko should be clearly marked with WARNINGS!!! When ironic metal and hip-hop is out there making music THE UNITED STATES OF THE CRIMINAL BLAND -- Death Disco -- should come with WARNINGS OF A CONTROLLED SUBSTANCE called ROCK'N'ROLL that will make you truly believe in a thing called music. Again.

further information

The Modern Lovers - Roadrunner

www.rockinboston.com

The Libertines - Up the Bracket

www.thelibertines.com

The Undertones - It's Gonna Happen

www.theundertones.com

The Kinks - Victoria

http://kinks.it.rit.edu

Motorhead - Ace of Spades

www.imotorhead.com

Beachbuggy - Killer ‘B'