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The Cramps
Big Beat From Badsville (Epitaph)

The Cramps are back with their patented Vegas bump-n-grind meets sleazy psychedelia. The ageless duo's reverbed raunch-n-roll and junk-culture aesthetic have been corrupting teenage minds for over two decades. With improved technical proficiency and, lets affectionately dub it, an obsessive, extended examination of all that is tasteless, taboo and trashy, The Cramps' psychobilly dementia is as irresistible as a Russ Meyer flick.

The first five tracks are what make this a pastiche of primitive sexploitations. With the tawdry fluency of "Sheena's In A Goth Gang" and the overdriven drag-stripped feel of "It Thing Hard On," Lux and Ivy once again establish themselves as the real deal. Although Big Beat From Badsville misses the "I need Prozac urgency" of early Cramps releases, it is a definite improvement from 1994's Flamejob. Produced by Gretch-wielding goddess Poison Ivy, this steamy collection of seedy sexfests and grave garage-a-delia is a must for all purveyors of schlock.

- Geeta Dalal


 

Khaled
Sahara (Island)

On 1994's N'ssi N'ssi, producer Don Was played Khaled's delivery off a burbling electrogroove for musical tension and trans-cultural frisson. On this CD, Was is relegated to three tracks, and primary producers Phillipe Eidel and Clive Hunt allow the Arab world's foremost pop sensualist free vocal reign while a more conventional smooth funk bottom does its lithe work down below. Though predictably less startling, this flows compellingly enough, with brass and strings (real and synthesized by turns) providing both textural complexity and memorable hooks. Besides, unless you're a fan of the genre, any North African dance funk should sound plenty startling to American ears. And though Khaled's emotive wails occasionally court high romantic melodrama a bit too floridly for my own earthily rockish tastes, I recognize the sound of an Arab reclaiming Eurodisco exotica for his own subversively alternative purposes when I hear it.

- Keith Harris


 

Phil Ochs
Fantasies and Farewells: The Phil Ochs Collection (Rhino)

If you attended Lilith Fair this summer, and are truly committed to using music for social change, you should listen to this box set featuring an eloquent and tragic folksinger from the 1960s.

Phil Ochs wrote lyrics with a reporter's eye (he'd majored in journalism at Ohio State) and composed achingly beautiful melodies with such songs as "Pleasures of the Harbor" and "The War Is Over." Ochs was sharp enough to attack liberals as well as conservatives ("Love Me, I'm a Liberal," "The Draft Dodger Rag," "Miranda") His "Flower Lady" slammed both sides of the war movement: "Soldiers, disillusioned, come home from the war/Sarcastic students tell them not to fight no more/And they argue through the night/Black is black and white is white/Walk away both knowing they are right.

This three-CD set includes a lengthy biography, which describes Ochs's evolution from military school student to nationally-known folksinger in less than five years. While never a top-40 artist, he was a regular at anti-Vietnam War protests in the mid-1960s and was a staple on the college music circuit; his music helped establish the very idea of "college radio." Stunned by the violence at the 1968 Democratic convention, Ochs gradually became mentally unstable (he took to impersonating Elvis in concerts) and his compositions grew melancholy ("Rehearsals for Retirement," "No More Songs," "Crucifixion"). In April 1976 he hanged himself in his sister's home. He was 35, and many saw in his suicide the death of 1960s idealism. This set works both as historical document and as excellent music. Phil Ochs was both an intelligent political observer and a first-rate songwriter. Far too many pop stars are neither.

- Andrew Milner


 

Satan's Pilgrims
Around The World With Satan's Pilgrims (eMpTy Records)

This instro-surf outfit from Portland boasts a twisty triple guitar attack and indie rock credibility (their drummer recently did a stint with Team Dresch). With a warm reverb wash that brings spy-movie noir to mind, the Pilgrims prove worthy of their Pacific Northwest surf legacy.

There's a few too many covers for my taste, but I guess that's what being authentic in the surf world is all about. And these boys are authentic, from their vintage tubes to their matching outfits. However, their relentless "Devil's Punchbowl," one of only four originals, and a rippin' cover of the Ventures' "Ginza Lights" redeems Around The World With Satan's Pilgrims from the ranks of the botomless pit of unmemorable surf-rock. And for the weak at heart, never fear - as close as this band gets to Satanism is their matching Dracula capes.

- Geeta Dalal

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