This review was first published at I-94 Bar
BARBARIAN
PRINCES - The Deviants (Captain Trips)
This was a dream gig of sorts - Bro. Wayne Kramer's cohort in crime and
ace scribe Mick Farren onstage in Japan, together with his current
guitar accomplice Andy Colquhon and the riddim boyzzz from Bro. Wayne's
"LLMF," Doug Lunn on bass and actual Spinal Tap vet Ric
Parnell on drums (who were at loose ends due to Wayne's illness
following an illness in the Big Apple which stalled a Kramer U.S. tour
in its infancy). Farren's tour diary (pubbed in Ptolemaic Terrascope
#28) stoked my appetite to hear these jams, and they don't disappoint,
either. These guys rip it up.
While the Lunn/Parnell engine room spurred Wayne to heights of
improvisational exploration rarely (if ever) encountered in the punk
dumps of America, they bring to Farren's spoken-word-with-Rawk thang an
aggressive drive not heard since the admitted jewel in the crown of his
recorded work, 1996's "Eating Jello with a Heated Fork" (on
Total Energy, of course). Name another rock riddim section that kicks
with the righteous power and prowess
of these mothafuckas. I double-damn DARE you. (Well, maybe the Stu
Manx/Danny Young tandem in Gluecifer, but that's a whole 'nother flavor
of Rock Action, Big Arena variety.)
A few words about axe murderer Andy Colquhon, for those Barflys who have
yet to check out the Farren oeuvre. Quite simply, quite pimply, no one
outside of Bro. Wayne Himself or maybe Dr. Tek post-Kent Steedman pushes
the envelope of rock guitar possibility as far as the former Warsaw Pakt
axeman/Pink Fairies bassist. His tortuous, whammy-bar laden rides are
among the purest rock'n'roll pleasures this writer has experienced in
many moons. He even does a credible job of singing his own "Lennon
Song," an ode/homage to the murdered Fab (previously memorialized
by Bro. Wayne and his mentor Sinclair in "Friday the 13th").Farren's definitely the
Bangs/Bukowski/Burroughs of the evening stage, and he declaims like a
twisted Speaker's Corner orator throughout these ten tracks.
One wonders what the mostly-male misfit/outcast Japanese audience musta
made of these guys. (If they were Yanks, I bet they woulda voted Nader
to a man.) "Any questions?" Brother Farren asks, helpfully.
The material draws mainly from Farren's recent Captain Trips/Total
Energy releases, with one toon ("Leader Hotel") from the
regrettably unavailable Tijuana Bible.
"Put a twenty on the bar my friend/And don't be overly concerned
yourself/About receiving any change/Because I will tell you stories of
bafflement and disbelief/I will weave you webs to amaze and astonish/I
will tell you tales of sound and fury/Signifiying...signifying any good
goddamn thing/You want it to signify."
("Dogpoet, (c) 1996 by Mick Farren)
Oh, yeah, poetry CAN rock. Dig it. Write to Farren at BYRON4D@aol.com
to cop.