Bullshit On: The Germs
By sammymaudlin on Jun 1, 2008
New pilot series here on Rock Town Hall called "Bullshit On". This is where we call it out or back it up. Plain and simple.
I'm calling bullshit on The Germs. I went through an LA Punk kick a few years back and splurged for the Complete Anthology of The Germs. Bullshit man. DIY doesn't mean DI Should.
I will give them this:
But honestly I thought this was a Ramones song until I got this comp. Otherwise this sums up the rest:
Follow up:
Of this last vid, yiommi on YouTube says:
the band sounds pretty tight but darbys all over the place its just like the doors another drunken genius
Mmmm, hmmmmm.
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Not sure how many people actually take the Germs at all seriously, frankly. Honestly, weren't most of the first-wave LA punk bands shit? There's like, X and a couple of singles by the Alley Cats, but other than that, LA punk was pretty much worthless until the hardcore years.
Plugz, Zeroes, Fear, The Dils, Suburban Lawns, Black Flag.
Non-Punk LA bands playing Punk clubs in 1979: Go-Go's, Plimsouls, Kingbees, Slow Children, Wall of Voodoo, 20/20
Yes - I never understood the appeal of the Germs; guess its one of those "You had to be there man!!!" things.
But as others point out - you can't write that whole scene off. I'll also say I like the goofballs the Angry Samoans and the Dickies.
HVB
Did that movie on the life of Darby Crash ever come out? Talk about death selling...
Sammy, we need to talk about that graphic. I thought we were running a classy rock discussion salon here.
Nobody like "Lexicon Devil"? Isn't it one of the definitive hardcore blueprints? No one likes Pat Smear? The GI album?
I think they're kind of minor and they're reputation has been over-inflated in recent years (that biopic is a real snore) but the Germs earned their place in my collection.
It is funny how my perceptions of Darby Crash have changed from "psycho older guy" to "suburban goofus", but I'm long past looking for leadership from my musical faves.
Funny too how for Andy they being up bad memories of punks. I don't think I ever met a real "punk" until years after I started listening to the music. To a small town South Jersey hick like me, real punk rockers were like polar bears, things that lived in the wild, way far away.
I have always though liked Pat Smear's moniker.
maybe you should take out a Germs record, turn it up really loud, and vent that anger by thrashing around for a little while.
that might make you feel better.
I do feel bad for Mr. Mod, though, so emotionally wounded by, well, by what? I still don't understand that part. He wants to fight, that's for sure, if only he can find the right skinny pale loser with a nose ring to take out his angst on.
I enter elementary school a problem child with an odd mix of fairly severe hardships and tremendous opportunities. By middle school I very slowly learn to be fairly well-adjusted, with my eyes on the prize of one day actually being cool.
In 10th grade I discover punk rock - the real stuff, the MUSIC - at the same time I re-embrace the '60s stuff my uncle turned me onto as a child. I have a vague idea of what it may mean to be cool (ie, The Plan), and I start a band with my equally uncool best friend.
I begin to develop the cool persona equivalent of a teenage mustache during an otherwise disastrous start to my colleage career. I return home to take my high school band to the next level. We self-produce an ep that is more highly regarded than we could have imagined, even landing a review and color band photo in SPIN magazine.
From many perspectives, The Plan is coming into focus. However, I soon find that we're a good 7 years too late to capitalize on The Plan. Underground success no longer meant getting a garage-pop record out on Sire that only 2000 people might ever buy new, as it did when The Plan was first hatched. Shit, all the kids who were cooler than us way back when quickly moved to the head of the class in the US underground. I mean really cooler than us - the real rebellious kids who got drunk, got laid, and made doughnuts on people's lawn - not any of us nancy-boy dreamers. It was all about credibility, maaaaannnnn, riding in rundown vans, smashing emptied beer cans against your forehead, raising the beer-soaked fist. (Actually it was probably about not having a 4"x4" lodged up your butt, but I'm telling this story like it felt at the time.) None of these hardcore-based Rock Key Opinion Leaders (RKOLs) dreamed of releasing a couple of fairly successful albums and then retiring to the country to make more personal albums. These RKOLs wanted to rock and party and bitch about Reagan...and shit. There was a very brief window in the late-70s when Rock Nerds were sneaking onto the Cool Train, but man those doors shut fast by the time we might have slipped on. Then, as the bus pulled away, we see those fuckers from REM, each one of them taking an entire seat.
So that's my beef - working too hard on The Plan to find our best efforts being judged by guys who couldn't get past wrapping their thumbs around the guitar neck to learn how to play "Iron Man" properly.
I'm trying to think my first encounter with reeeeal punks. Maybe our gig in 1981 at the Starlight Ballromm with The Never?
Plugz = other than "Hombre Secreto," crap
Zeroes = crap
Fear = crap
The Dils = were they from LA? I've always had them in my mind as an SF band, like the Avengers (who were ace). If so, I will grant a few Dils songs, although I've always found their lyrics disingenuous, like they decided to be the class warfare band just because it filled a market niche.
Suburban Lawns = not punk, but I liked them a lot (see also Wall of Voodoo)
Black Flag = the first of the second generation/hardcore bands, not really a part of the whole Masque scene that I think of as first-wave LA punk
Unmentioned but also crap: the Bags, the Weirdos
If I want infantilism and limerick-style punk rock, I'll go Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. If you were out and about in the narrow-minded alleyway that was punk rock in bars, and couldn't even generate a moderate sense of righteous indignation at its wannabe nihilism, then check your I.D. You might just be an academic!
But of course I assume that, since you're not from L.A. and were not spending much time there then, your criticisms don't have that much to do with things there so much as what you saw happening around you in Philly? I get concerned, I think, when people generalize whole scenes, which are always made up of various individuals and all their differences, and say that they were all about this or that one thing--and I wonder whether some of your comments don't run the risk of that kind of stereotyping. So I guess I'm more sympathetic to your pain than to your generalized description of who was behaving in what way when.
Just came back from a car ride and played GI again. It remains a really strong record, with songs that are surprisingly well-structured for all the chaos that is also part of the noise they bring. I think some of the best rock and roll happens when song structure is pushed to the point of collapse but then doesn't, and I think one can say fairly that the Germs do that on GI.
But of course I assume that, since you're not from L.A. and were not spending much time there then, your criticisms don't have that much to do with things there so much as what you saw happening around you in Philly?
Where's Berlyant to remind us that one had to have lived in the zip code where that horrible Garden State movie was set to have apreciated it?
What I saw in Philly at that time, Mwall - and beyond, because we did get out a bit and got reviews from fanzines based on the West Coast and elsewhere - is mainly what scarred me. However, I blame the DC hardcore scene about as much as I do the LA hardcore scene. Those two cities churned out the most successful failed metalheads. Can anyone make the case that one of those hardcore scenes was better or worse than the other? I can't. How The Great 48 characterizes Black Flag as second-generation LA hardcore is beyond my comprehension. I don't doubt him, but how late to the party were they, like a year? Whatever. They were, artistically, head and shoulders above those other hardcore bands.
'Germs Biopic Hitting U.S. Theaters In August'
The Germs biopic "What We Do Is Secret" will hit U.S. theaters in August thanks to a newly signed distribution deal with Peace Arch Entertainment, Billboard has learned. Screenings will be held New York (Aug. 8), Chicago (Aug. 15) and Los Angeles (Aug. 23).
Co-writer/director Rodger Grossman spent 10 years trying to get the movie made, ultimately convincing the mother of late Germs frontman Darby Crash to give her approval.
Actor Shane West portrays Crash, who died of a heroin overdose at age 22 in 1980. The other actors who play the Germs' members were taught to play instruments by Pat Smear, the band's original guitarist and music producer on the film, and their recordings were used in the movie.
The surviving members of the band actually toured with West as lead singer in recent years.
I think the value of the Germs and bands like them lies in the live experience.
Putting on a song by them, and listening to it for songwriting or production or chops (maaaan) is the wrong way to go about trying to appreciate them.
I imagine that being a pissed off, inarticulate teen, being in a smelly room full of other people like that, and seeing a *really* pissed off, *really* inarticulate teen front a pissed off sounding, sloppy band like the Germs, would make me feel pretty damn good...or pretty damn pissed off, as the case may be.
Do I sit around and listen to Germs records and analyze them? Hell no. Their records are shitty. But do I think they were a significant band? Yes. Yes I do, but by different standards than the constricting ones usually applied.
They're much more culturally interesting to me than that nifty trick Steve Gadd pulls with his left hand in "50 ways to Leave Your Lover". But Gadd's trick is much more musically interesting.
I think the value of the Germs and bands like them lies in the live experience...I imagine that being a pissed off, inarticulate teen, being in a smelly room full of other people like that, and seeing a *really* pissed off, *really* inarticulate teen front a pissed off sounding, sloppy band like the Germs, would make me feel pretty damn good...or pretty damn pissed off, as the case may be.
I played and watched sports for such an outlet. Why spoil the experience with bad music? (This was before the days of sporting events being accompanied by a nonstop soundtrack of Classic Rock.) :)
Mwall, I cannot include X, The Blasters, or even The Minutemen in the LA hardcore scene. I go by the style of music, and midway thorugh their first, short release The Minutemen had outgrown that sound and approach. It's unfair of me, but when I talk about "hardcore" my focus is on that falling down a hill drum style, the shouting, and the chromatic chord progressions.
But Mr. Mod, I'm afraid that your definition would be a classic example of the tail wagging the dog. Essentially you define the hardcore scene in the most limited way possible so that you can hate the music categorically; to you, anybody who was part of the hardcore scene but didn't have the most conventional version of the hardcore sound isn't hardcore.
For all your criticisms here of the narrowness of others, many people within that scene had a much more inclusive definition of what was possible than you do. And I think this is the place where you always lose me, because in your apparent criticism of the bigoted narrowness of the hardcore scene you come across as bigoted and narrow.
I'm not debating, of course, whether there were rote, narrow-minded hardcore bands and fans who deeply sucked; Jello B wrote "Nazi Punks Fuck Off" for a reason. But to characterize any scene and group by saying that they're all like the worst ones is a classic example of bigotry. Ah well. I do feel your pain here, having interacted with many narrow-minded arts scenes in my life, but I can't share your conclusions.
WHAT WE DO IS SECRET (2007, directed by Rodger Grossman, 92 minutes, U.S.)
What is no secret is that the old-fashioned Hollywood bio-pic is over-due filmfestogoheadercropped_1.jpgfor an overhaul; why hasn’t first-time director Roder Grossman received the news? Indistinguishable from about fifty percent of VH1’s Behind The Music scripts, this bio of quintessential L.A. punk Darby Crash and his briefly viable band The Germs hits most of the same notes as Judd Apatow’s Dewey Cox parody from last winter. The Germs‘ music still kicks ass and E.R.s Shane West (collecting the Festival’s Rising Star Award at Saturday’s screening) does his darndest to channel Crash’s stage presence yet one can’t escape the feeling that the film’s subject himself would have found his biopic as one more cynical example of showbiz falseness. As a movie, What We Do Is Secret is not very punk.
to you, anybody who was part of the hardcore scene but didn't have the most conventional version of the hardcore sound isn't hardcore.
Right. Although not, technically, an "Olympic" form of music, like Rockabilly, I think classic hardcore has enough conventions applied to it that I'm justified in sticking to my rigid categorical hatred of it.
For all your criticisms here of the narrowness of others, many people within that scene had a much more inclusive definition of what was possible than you do. And I think this is the place where you always lose me, because in your apparent criticism of the bigoted narrowness of the hardcore scene you come across as bigoted and narrow.
Yes, and in my initial explanation of the psychic scars left by hardcore I did acknowledge one scar yet to set, the most glaring one that I might one day bear: the one that's left when that 4"x4" is dislodged from my ass.
As you might imagine, it's difficult for me to stand behind my feelings on this subject, but it would be dishonset of me to do otherwise. The way I see it, once a band that started out as part of the "hardcore scene" gets good enough, it becomes a punk rock or post-punk band. At the risk of making a horrible nature analogy, the frog is no longer a tadpole.
If nothing else, I hope that my candid expression of hardcore bigotry helps others.
Plugz = other than "Hombre Secreto," crap
Zeroes = crap
Fear = crap
Listen to "Reel 10" by the plugs from the Repo Man soundtrack. It"s not punk, but it IS 80"s California Rock and Roll that will undeniably touch your soul.
I don't know the Zeros.
Fear are awesome. Don't even fuck around.
Nobody has mentioned The Vandals, T.S.O.L, or D.I., all awesome bands from early 80's L.A. (all featured in Penelope Spheris' sweet non doc movie. about L.A punks.)
I have always felt about punk the same way i feel about hip hop; that none of it really comes from L.A.
I Love L.A. but real punk comes from NYC, London, and Detroit.
If it it aint from NYC, then it aint even hip hop. It might be Rap, but if it does not originate in 1 of the 5 boroughs, it's simply sparkling wine.
That said, My favorite L.A. punk band is Christian Death, who had an awesome album called "Only Theater of Pain" (featuring D.I. guitarist/songwriter, Rick Agnew) before they went all Euro, etc...
They're my real favorite/
Check out Miami.
Believe it or not, Chris Stein actually produced (other than Blondie) somebody"s best album.
Hot fuckin Fogerty/Creedence cover on this one.
run to the jungle!
The Gun Club were pretty cool too, I agree. Miami has some great stuff. They also were not hardcore, maybe just partied with hardcore guys, right? As some of you know, I'm a fan of Jeffrey Lee Pierce's Wildweed album.
How The Great 48 characterizes Black Flag as second-generation LA hardcore is beyond my comprehension. I don't doubt him, but how late to the party were they, like a year? Whatever. They were, artistically, head and shoulders above those other hardcore bands.
Well, to be clear, I said Black Flag were the first of the second-generation bands. I will stand up for the argument that BF were the first hardcore band, and without them, it would have been a much different (and to my way of thinking, largely inferior) scene where the humorless and didactic DC form -- always inferior to LA hardcore as MUSIC as opposed to an instrument of a subculture -- would have taken over much sooner than it eventually did.
Point two: that you suggest that no one in that audience--none of whom you knew--had any talent begs all sorts of questions about your own perceptiveness that I'm not even going to ask. And when you claim that you do it out of your aversion to those who have no talent, suggesting either that you have talent or know it when you see it, then the bankruptcy of your "criticism" becomes apparent.
I call bullshit on the calling of bullshit.
I didn't suggest either that no one in the audience had talent, or that I didn't know any of them. But it was Saturn's comment here that:
...I imagine that being a pissed off, inarticulate teen, being in a smelly room full of other people like that, and seeing a *really* pissed off, *really* inarticulate teen front a pissed off sounding, sloppy band like the Germs, would make me feel pretty damn good...
So, I did not claim that no one in any given audience had no talent, and I certainly didn't do whatever it was out of my aversion of those who have no talent. My aversion to those who have no talent is reserved for those displaying said lack on stage. The room full of talentless slobs was just a suggestion based on Mr. Ismine's comment.
Furthermore, here on RTH, every comment, unless citing something specific, has a parenthetical "To Me" before every sentence. To Me, the Germs are a mediocre band backing an utterly talent-free singer.
Also, I have talent, I know it when I see it, and my criticism has a very poor credit rating indeed. I am only sorry that my failure to appreciate the sound and the fury that was the germs is so dag-nab apparent.
However, I would suggest that your criticism is maxing out its card on digging in like a pit bull on the shank of a Germs-dissing post. Ease-up, there son, and hold the reins until somebody starts talking about *music* on this blog! (Kidding, I'm kidding...)
And Dr John, trust me, the Plan never including aspirations of the brass ring, it was a very modest quest for an aluminum ring at best. Those damn skinheads! Where's the tequila?
Mod, I think most of the songs on GI deserve a listen; there are a couple that are just marking time but the others have, along with the trademark break neck speed, catchy riffs, surprising changes, and a going for broke rhythm section. They also do all they need to do in a very short time span. There's also a lot of variation from song to song, so those changes are part of what you need to hear. Darby Crash's vocals are the most controversial element of the band, with most of the lyrics slurred beyond recognition but punctuated by instants of lyrical clarity. But I would argue that it's the sound of Darby's vocals that are essential. There's a genuine chaotic menace that like certain Stones lyrics come from the fact that they teeter on the edge of comprehensibility. It's funny that the lyrics sheet shows that he usually is saying something quite interesting, but since you can only occasionally hear it, that's pretty much beside the point.
So, titles:
The first side of the record is the strongest; I'd argue for all of the songs except "American Leather," with the highlights being "What We Do Is Secret" for its compactness "Communist Eyes" for the riff and that weird nasal chorus, "Richie Dagger's Crime" for its demented pop quality, and then "Lexicon Devil" through "We Must Bleed" simply for balls out rocking power and a totally coherent if desperate world view.
Side two is weaker: the first three songs are excellent, and by the time you've gotten through them, I think the album has all the elements that will be expanded on Husker Du's "Zen Arcade," another excellent punk record that I know you don't like, but hey, I'm trying. The 9:30 closing song, "Shut Down," is one I have mixed feelings about; I kind of like the slow grinding groove a la The Stooges, but it's not at that level and Darby's vocals don't quite carry it through despite some fascinating moments, but on the whole the tune is too sloopy and Crash does too much shrieking. The band isn't really ready to stretch out at this length and it shows.
So that's what I think. If I accept Mod's narrow view of the music that came out of the California "hardcore scene" but was still "hardcore" in terms of sticking to a strict formula, then there are three classic west coast hardcore records: GI, Damaged, and of course the Dead Kennedy's first record. But that Fresh Fruit and GI are arguably more punk than hardcore shows exactly how narrow the Mod's definition is here of what the music of this context was all about.
I bought GI on vinyl back when I was an angry, sullen teenager (at the age of 19), but even then I thought that it was a good, but not a great album. "Lexicon Devil" (the song in the first YouTube clip) is clearly one of their best songs and I have to mention "Richie Dagger's Crime" as well. If you don't like those two songs, you probably won't like the rest of that album or The Germs in general. Over the course of the years, though, I've come to realize not only how influential that record was on the subsequent hardcore scene (side note: Middle Class, not Black Flag, were in reality the first hardcore band; check out the Out of Vogue 7" if you don't believe me), but furthermore that the whole thing rocks like an artillery tank largely due to the slightly more cleaned-up sound they got from Joan Jett producing it. Seriously, it blows their earlier, sloppier and more shambolic recordings (most of which I admittedly like) out of the water. But then again, The Germs are clearly not for everyone (then again, what is, right?). Someone I know once described them, along with other bands like The Nihilistics (an early '80s hardcore band from Long Island) and Septic Death (the artist Pushead's old Idaho hardcore band), as "acquired taste music" and frankly, I couldn't agree more, especially given some of the negative reactions above. I just don't understand the hate, though. I understand that it won't be everyone's cup of tea, but just move on instead of fixating on the dumb-ass hardcore types that the Germs really had nothing in common with. The Great one correctly pointed out that they were part of the original Masque scene in LA, not the later hardcore scene, and also TSOL, DI and others were indeed part of the later hardcore scene, which is why they weren't mentioned before. I have to take serious issue with the Great One's dissing of The Weirdos, though. "Life of Crime"? "Solitary Confinement"? "We Got the Neutron Bomb"? I find it difficult to imagine that anyone who likes The Avengers (the greatest Cali punk band ever) or The Dils (who were from LA; the confusion is because later Rank and File would be based in SF, I think; I know that Alejandro Escovedo, who was a member of the SF-based band The Nuns, later joined R&F) wouldn't like these songs. And yeah, The Alleycats were pretty good, too. A band that hasn't been mentioned from that Masque scene is Black Randy & The Metro Squad. It's not really punk, more of a hyper-speed funk/punk cross, but it's quite enjoyable (I wouldn't call it great, though). Incidentally, I just got the photo book that Brendan Mullen put out of all the old Masque photos. Back to the Germs for a second, too. Me and Anne saw What We Do is Secret at the Philly Film Festival last month and both of us were underwhelmed (though I liked it more and though Shane West did a good job; the reunion show at the Troc a few years back was awful, though).
Oh and props to whoever mentioned The Gun Club. Miami is my favorite album of theirs, too! And no, they were never hardcore. I associate them more with '80s X, The Blasters, Rank and File, The Beat Farmers and bands of that sort in that they combined punk with roots music.
As for Black Flag, they were certainly one of the greatest (if not the greatest) band out of that whole scene, but yeah they came in towards the end of the Masque period but were really part of the beginning of the mainly suburban hardcore scene and what not.
Oh and you really thought "Lexicon Devil" was a Ramones song? Yes the Ramones were a primary influence on just about all LA punk (along with The Damned), but Darby always sounded like he was swallowing razor blades, thus paving the way for that hardcore vocal style. I do think, however, that the bands that followed the Germs template the closest were Portland's Poison Idea and an early '90s band from Florida called Chickenhead. Husker Du, though I love them, were onto something totally different, even in their earliest days, though I see why you (mwall) made that comparison.
There are 2 bands that play before CnC go on. You only hear a few bars of each of them, but they sound awesome!
LA Punk!!!
What about GG Allin and the Murder junkies? They suck as much as the Germs right?
Unrelated:
check this shit out!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcmLBjsXcII
What about GG Allin and the Murder junkies? They suck as much as the Germs right?
Oh, far, far worse. GG Allin and the Murder Junkies are quite possibly the only musical act I can think of that it would be impossible for me to say anything even remotely complimentary about. There was simply no need for that band to exist, and the tragedy is only that Allin didn't kill himself sooner than he did. It wasn't even good performance art.
does anyone know who the bands are in the rock fight at the end of Cheech and Chong"s Up in Smoke?
There are 2 bands that play before CnC go on. You only hear a few bars of each of them, but they sound awesome!
LA Punk!!!
As mentioned before by the Great one, I think, The Dils were one of the bands in that club scene in Up in Smoke. I can't remember what songs they do, though, since I haven't seen that movie in so long. OK I just looked it up and they do "You're Not Blank".
Also, I forgot to mention earlier that the Great one mistakenly identified the demo version of "Counting" as a Germs song. It's actually an early Motels track. The Germs track in question is "Forming", the A-side of their first single. I don't know if this was just a typo on his part (understandable since both songs are on the Rhino D.I.Y. comp that's the LA punk one) or if he really doesn't like any Germs songs at all.
I love the Motels.
1) They were a terrible, terrible live band. Every other band on that comp, including The Weirdos, The Bags and The Skulls, were much better though The Weirdos are far better than any of the others on that particular volume. So I don't know if the relative polish of the studio or Joan Jett's production on GI made them better, but it's like night and day. I find the live material I've heard by them to be nearly unlistenable.
2) Part of the reason they have such high stature in the punk scene today, despite their obvious deficiencies, is because of Darby's lyrics. His lyrics were closer to TS Eliot than to Johnny Rotten and are thus unique in American punk rock. Plus, the fact that he was gay and closeted is at least in part what fueled his self-destructive behavior. That part, while sad, shouldn't matter as far as their legacy, but as you all know his OD all but ensured that they would be legends.
Several scenes are sampled by the ska/punk band Voodoo Glow Skulls in their songs. The scene where the officers give away their undercover position by yelling "shoot the moon" is used as the opening sequence of the 1995 album Firme. In the song Insubordination the scene where Pedro mockingly replies to an inquiry of "Do you know who this is?" with "No, who is 'This is'?". The album Who Is, This Is? is derived from this scene. The introduction of the song Country Phuck is where Pedro talks about punk music.
Anthony's name is mentioned only once in the film. While his father yells at him for not having a job, his mother says his name. Anthony's parents, Arnold and Tempest, are played by Strother Martin and Edie Adams, and were encouraged to ad-lib their lines, leading to Mr. Stoner's classic line, "You get a goddamn job before sundown, or we're shipping you off to military school, with that goddamn Finkelstein-shit kid! Son of a bitch!" (This line opened up Side 1 of the Up In Smoke soundtrack album)
The three punk rock groups who appear during sequences shot at the Roxy were Berlin Brats (performing "Psychotic"), The Dils (performing "You're Not Blank (So Baby We're Through)") and The Whores.
There is a wiki somewhere on it.
"Cheech and Chong Up In Smoke Wiki.
Sorry so late.
~Wemust
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