Basick RNR Party
(Records of Rebellion)
One of the cooler little records to come out in the spring of 1996 was this first effort by Miami's the Basicks. Hearkening back to that youthful element of rock and roll, Basick RNR Party talked about fucking, drinking, and drugging with a decidedly Ramones take. But it also took a slightly more aggressive approach by implementing subtle elements of hardcore like you'd find on early Screeching Weasel records.
This was leather jackets in Miami summer. This was Xeroxed flyers. This was pure rock and roll energy.
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Utilizing the happening 7" format, the Basicks cut five tracks into a sweet little 33 1/3 RPM disc. It cut to the chase with very few instances of histrionics or excessive behavior. This is solid, four-on-the-floor rock and roll. The lineup consisted of The Crumbs' main man Raf Classic sharing vocals and switching to bass, former Nic Fitter Joe (Basick) Obnoxious on guitar and vocals, and Basick Marcio on drums. Eventually, Marcio would become the long-running drummer for the Crumbs after Chuck Loose's departure.
Released by Against All Authority leader Danny Lore's (now defunct) record label, Records of Rebellion, this disc was recorded in the winter of 1995 at Tapeworm Studios. And opener "Basick Rock N Roll Party" is just what its name claims -- a loud, guitar-driven call-to-party with more "yeahs" than you can honestly handle. "Terry's Massacre" is a little gloomier in execution and subject matter, "I'm coming late and I'm sedate/There's no way she'll live today!/I'm gonna chop off her fingers with a paper blade/Pack her in a box and send her away!" Please, discuss amongst yourselves: Senseless rock 'n' roll-isms? Rampant misogyny? Tongue-in-cheek humor derived from late-night cable access television?
Who cares? These songs rock. For example, the B-side, "Anotha Generation," opens with a nifty little drum roll à la The Clash. Admittedly, I was never wild about the intro fourteen years ago. But it has certainly grown on me. Giving it a spin now as I type these words, I'm feeling the nostalgic cringe for a twelver of Schlitz.
The closer, "The Reasons I Despise You" is another channeling of youthful energy and it brings the party back into full swing. The song is a straight-up rocker. Where could you find one of these? I'm not entirely sure. Over the years I've never seen this particular 7" crop up on eBay.com and whatnot. However, I'm sure that if you politely ask Mr. Joe Basick this coming Halloween at Churchill's (when some version of the Basicks will join him onstage for a reunion show), he might have a more definitive answer.