By Jay Reatard
Just after the Punk Wars, as we lay down our arms and trudged home to our loved ones, there was a brief period when we actually thought we'd won. When the airwaves would forever ring with the technically naive but passionate chimes of three bright chords lovingly wrapped around a 2.30 verse chorus verse chorus break chorus fade. Frippery? Nay! Maybe some backing ooohs, maybe some handclaps at most.
Sadly our delusion lasted until Duran Duran and the like came and pissed on our bonfire and ushered in the 80's, a decade to which excitement and energy, and all the other things which make a great punky pop song, were strangers.
So welcome Jay Reatard, whose CD is a collection of 5 7" singles all released this year (more to be added onto the released version) . 8 of the 10 songs are 3 minutes or under and all bristle with attitude. The best 'see-saw', 'hiding in my hole' and 'dead on arrival' for example, might even have got onto a best of the Buzzcocks compilation, high praise indeed.
Not a lot more to be said, except he's playing at the Faversham 20th November. I'll be one old enough to know better, down the front, pogoing.