Germ's 40th birthday party!
In 1977 Tutu were outsiders, even in the smaller punk community that existed within Chicago. Joe Losurdo's excellent documentary You Weren't There: A History of Chicago Punk, 1977-1984 offers a great glimpse into the scene, one which appeared to be dominated by hardcore-leaning acts whose styles didn't jive with Tutu. While the current scene is an extremely inclusive one, The Pirates still seem like an odd-shaped puzzle piece, unlike under-appreciated '80s group ONO who have slid into the current landscape seamlessly. Trail of the Great White Beaver just might be the introduction Chicago needs to one of its most important and one of its most fun bands.
I Love Rich sounds allot like the obscure punk influenced glam bands of the eighties, such as Queeny Blast Pop and Foxy Roxx. The songs are short, the guitar solos fast, and everything is straight to the point. At times they come across as a faster, punk version of Kiss, as vocalist/bassist Rich can sound allot like Paul Stanley on occasion (check out "Feel The Heat" for proof, a tune that would have felt at home on Dynasty). The one element that is consistent throughout this disc is the sexual references. Song titles such as "World's Greatest Lover", "You Want My Action", "Gonna Gonna Get Some" and "Touch My Sexx" pretty much sum up what this band is all about. Sit back with a beer and enjoy the show, cause this is the type of music that not only tries to bring back the fun and outrageousness of the late 80's, but also the larger than life attitude that came along with it.
Get ready for the new shit babies. You thought you seen it all...you ain't seen nothin'. It's time to rip it up in a modern way, it's time to rip it up in the modern day, It's time for the MODERN DAY RIPPERS! Featuring members of Rotten Fruits, Tracer Bullet, Brothers In Crime and Hotlips Messiah. You've been warned bitches.
"This sound is just what the doctor ordered. Totally different flow than anything out there. When I first started on it I thought...damn, they went Rockabilly. By the time it ended I was pissing on the stall in CBGB". -CB Browning (Roadie, Club Owner, Concert Promoter)