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Artist: Swingin' Utters
Album: Here, Under Protest
Label: Fat Wreck
Playtime: 33:39 min
Genre: Punk
URL:
Rip date: 2011-04-18
Street date: 2011-04-26
Size: 67.72 MB
Type: Normal
Quality: 264 kbps / 4410Hz / Joint Stereo
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Man, these days everyone with a chipped tooth and a bad haircut says theyÆre
street punk. ItÆs almost gotten to the point where it just seems like
gimmickry, like being bi-polar or good looking. But once in a while, a dude
who works in a warehouse gets together with a truck driver and makes shit
kickinÆ punk rock songs so ball-smashingly radical that they end up getting
the guys from Me First and the Gimme Gimmes and One Man Army to help æem sing,
and the end result is everybodyÆs favorite San Francisco institution that
isnÆt completely riddled with glory holes, the SwinginÆ Utters. I know what
youÆre saying: what the fuck am I doing reading a SwinginÆ Utters bio in 2011?
Sure, theyÆre pretty much the trailblaizenist band that ever decided to put
grandpaÆs banjo and spittoon next to the marshall full stacks and the booze,
but what have they done lately? Well, IÆll tell you, you impudent young
whippersnapper. TheyÆve recorded Here, Under Protest, the single best album of
their already award winning career (handsomest ballsack on a punk, 2001-02
[Darius]) and thatÆs saying something. ItÆs, as Ron Burgundy would attest, a
pretty big deal.
ItÆs a big deal because the Utters have been kicking ass since even before
1995Æs The Streets Of San Francisco, which was so good that it got them signed
to Fat Wreck Chords (back when that was a hard thing to do [Heyo!]), got them
the attention of pretty much everyone that listens to good, aggressive music,
got them on the Warped Tour and even won them a Bay Area Music award or two.
Now, I know what youÆre thinking, and sure, awards shows can be a self
congratulatory blow-a-thon, but when a bunch of vagabonds like the Utters
stroll in drunk wearing Dickies and tee shirts and stagger out with some
awards, to the chagrin of all the dipshits, well, thatÆs pretty cool, right?
Of course. So what happened then?
Well, they put out a ton of great records, including A Juvenile Product of the
Working Class, Five Lessons Learned, Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, and
Bones, an eponymous record, and a veritable shit-ton of EPÆs and live stuff,
toured relentlessly with such little-known bands as Rancid, NOFX, The Damned
and Dropkick Murphys, sold over two hundred thousand records, annexed the
golden voiced Spike Slawson of Me First and the Gimme Gimmes fame on bass and
vocals, convinced Jack from Dead to Me and One Man Army to start playing
guitar and singinÆ too, and suddenly, on Here, Under Protest, the Utters have
found themselves with this insanely stacked, Voltron-esque lineup, boasting a
goddamned reckless cavalcade of vocal ability. ThatÆs right, man. The Utters
are bringinÆ THREE FUCKING LEAD VOCALISTS to the table, and three vocalists
that all could (and do) front amazing bands of their own. ItÆs like if Velvet
Revolver was good or if the Backstreet Boys had stayed an oi band. Look, weÆre
getting off the subject. The point is, the Utters are back with their first
full length in eight years, one that features Spike and Jack singing alongside
Johnny and Darius for the first time in, uhàever, and one that is going to
kick the dicks of the Oi/Streetpunk scene like only a bunch of dudes with
shitty jobs, axes to grind, beers to drink and a history of defining and
putting out the best records of the genre can do.
Here, Under Protest is fourteen tracks of the Irish/Oi/streetpunk sound that
youÆve come to expect from the Utters, and itÆs also their best record. Look,
all bios say that the musicianship is great and what youÆve become accustomed
to is now being brought in bold new ways and then some, but this time, weÆre
talking about the SwinginÆ Utters, and you already know how awesome they are,
so letÆs fuck the pretense, and close by saying that despite the smug, æeye on
the exitsÆ title of Here, Under Protest, these dudes show no signs of slowing
down after a staggering twenty-one years of doing it. So hereÆs a toast to the
best new record by the best classic band in recent memory. In the words of my
grandpa ôTo our wives and girlfriends! May they never meet!ö Hey, whaddaya
want? These are the Utters and itÆs been eight years since their last record.
Drink up! DonÆt be such a dildo.
- Track List ---------------------------------------------------------------- -
01. Brand New Lungs ( 2:43)
02. Taking The Long Way ( 1:59)
03. Bent Collector Of 1,000 Limbs ( 2:32)
04. Kick It Over ( 2:30)
05. Good Things ( 2:04)
06. Sketch Squandered Teen ( 2:03)
07. Heavy Head ( 2:29)
08. (You're Got To) Give It All To The Man ( 1:10)
09. Time On My Own ( 2:48)
10. Lepers, Thieves, And Whores ( 2:18)
11. Blindness Is Kind ( 2:59)
12. Reds And Blues And Beggars ( 2:16)
13. Scary Brittle Frame ( 2:13)
14. Effortless Amnesiac ( 3:35)
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