Every jack-hole calls this “Flipper’s “artsy” album”. I’m not going to. This is Flipper’s super macho football player album that beats up artsy kids and shoves them into dumpsters, covering them with old socks, cockroaches, and squirrels who’ve recently ingested glow sticks. Remember “Generic Flipper” and the drunken mess it was? We used to dance to it, Albert Oppenheimer and I, hand-in-hand, crying about the future while singing “SEX BOMB BABY! YEAH!” and “LIFE! LIFE! LIFE IS THE ONLY THING WORTH LIVING FOR!”. Actually, Albie and I never did that. I was usually just me. I showed the Pilch folks Flipper a few times…not sure if they enjoyed it. Garret, let’s listen to Flipper together. Then Thin Lizzy. CAN YOU SMELL “MALE BONDING”?
Where was I? Oh yeah…
Some highlights still to come this year are An Evening at the Bouffes-Parisien, April 21 and 22, which features three Offenbach one-act operettas that poke delicious fun at Classical, French and Italian opera. And on April 7, the NEC Philharmonica, conductor Hugh Wolff and cellist Narek Haknazaryan take over Symphony Hall for a brilliant concert with works by Barber, Schumann, and Shostakovich. There’s also the track “First the Heart”, which like “Sex Bomb” has a dual sax solo, but this one is surprisingly tuneful and really awesome. “Talk’s Cheap” wouldn’t sound out of place on “Generic Flipper”, and “Sacrifice” was covered by the Melvins. Really, the whole album is great. And it sounds like it was recorded in a swamp.
Flipper were quite tune-smiths. When listening to them, I tap my feet and smash bricks and eat rocks, all the while thinking “Man, when I get out of this quarry, I’m gonna listen to some FLIPPER”. They were also drug addicts, and they all died when they released this album. Well, not all of them, but one did at one point…WHEEEEE!
OVERALL RATING – lots of buttons. And waffles!
KEY TRACKS – “First the Heart”, “One by One”, “The Light, The Sound, The Rhythm, The Noise”.
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