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Some bands make you believe they can do just about anything. And some rock bands make you believe that rock n' roll has the genetic juice to evolve into a higher state of exquisite being.
There were plenty of innovations in the post-punk era, but few bands took the punk snarl and made such beautiful, jagged, and surreal permutations as the Homosexuals. I could've randomly chosen any song from their catalog to illustrate, but this has been acting as one of my mental anthems for some years now. Never fails to wrap me in astral glamour.
Is it possible that it's taken over 500 Songblague posts to get to one of my absolute favorite bands?! Talk about an ace in the hole. This groove is so literally seminal I feel as though it may be partly responsible for my existence. Umm, in a cosmic kindred spirit kind of sense, that is. I'm not suggesting that my or any other parents in South Jersey were blasting this while contemplating children. Gross.
At any rate, I remain convinced that listening to this track, combined with the right meditation, can lift your body above the ground. I'm also thinking this is gonna be a full-on Krautrock week, so hang on to your umlaut.
Some bands make you believe they can do just about anything. And some rock bands make you believe that rock n' roll has the genetic juice to evolve into a higher state of exquisite being.
