“Manchester Punk Festival Vol. 36” Compilation Released As Name Your Price Download
Manchester Punk Festival have released the 36th volume of their compilation series ahead of next year’s festival. Manchester Punk Festival Vol. 36 is…
A Date With The Oxys - Dead Beat Records
For punk reviewers of a certain vintage, there is a milestone compilation album (remember them?) called New Wave, released by Vertigo in (allegedly) 1977. It’s effectively a snapshot of a NY-heavy slice of the American scene with the addition of, incongruously, The Damned and Boomtown Rats. They’re mostly all there – Talking Heads, Ramones, New York Dolls, Patti Smith, Dead Boys, Richard Hell and the Void-oids, along with the Flaming Groovies and French ‘punks’ Little Bob Story. The point of this extended reference is that A Date With The Oxys immediately feels as if it belongs to this era. And that’s not a bad thing or even coincidental, as the band were created during the Pandemic by former latter-day Dead Boys guitarist Jason ‘Ginchy’ Kottwitz, a guitar man with an impeccable gutter punk pedigree.
If you’re not of that original vintage, forget all of that. What The Oxys have created, in a frenzy of lockdown songwriting and recording, is a kind of timeless, damn fine and dirty album of garagey punk rock tunes. Opener Liars, Betrayers and Spies sets the tone, with a furious howl of feedback and a drum flourish that dissolves into a frantic, driving slice of full-on bluesy punk. It’s a wavering organ motif that pulls us into the 50s B-movie-tinged Motel Hell and from here on it’s a helter-skelter ride through the proto-punk playbook, masterfully executed. What nearly 50 years has added to the already potent recipe is a penchant for thundering powerpop sensibility that takes the force of that original snotty explosion and sugar coats it with a contemporary gloss. Rock N’ Roll Eyes and Voodoo Queen are prime examples and stand head and shoulders above the rest of this album and lift it from being a loving nostalgia trip into something now and vital.
There is a surplus of throwaway energy in this work. The curling lip conceals a knowing grin. There’s just enough emphasis on content over form to lift this album from being a tribute. Not bad for a band put together to realise the album. Not bad at all. I think the punk OGs no longer with us would approve.