ROCKET FROM THE CRYPT
Group Sounds (Vagrant)
Reviewed by John Sekerka

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Marrying the unholiest of oil and water marriages in music - punk rawk with a horn section - requires the deftest of touches. The Saints pulled it off back in the day and no one else even had the guts to attempt same. These days there are horns a plenty, but the blow by blow is chiefly found in the muddied waters of the tired ska scene. Thus the mighty mighty pure adrenaline attack of RFTC stands stark naked and all alone. Guitars, drums and horns, it's a sordid mess, though not without a certain primal appeal. RFTC crank the rawk with the best of 'em, and by gub if those trumpets don't set up Speedo's manly growl just so. Somewhere in Amstergoddamn, there's a tear welling up in Chris Bailey's eye. The Saints woulda been proud.

© 2001 - John Sekerka