Colliders debut release of WCYF is unadulterated punk rock. Simple, aggressive and tight. Witty lyrics, tongue-in-cheek lines (the album name itself is a playful homage to LAMF from the Heartbreakers) and prose. Keeping it simple and doing it well. If the gritty sound of Collider sounds familiar to some of us, its because it should. Produced by the great Tommy Ramone, with guests that include C.J. Ramone and dedicated to Joey himself, theres no reason why this sound is not only familiar its refreshing.
Every song on this album is a gem, from the opening 1991, a memoriam to those of us that stepped out of high school around the turn of this decade, youll be whimsically frolicking in your past memories of big pants, emo kids and know that we were the first. Mock Cheer is a playful song that bops about, almost tempting old-skool punkers to bitch about too much rhythm in a punk song. So bitch all you want while the rest of us pogo around like loons and yell mock cheer over here, over there, wave your hands in the air!
If They Dont Come Back is an example of punks wittiest lyrics. All of us have a one that got away somewhere in our history, so sing along with them and yell fuck it. If you love someone set them free my ass a silly but truthful play on the adage. And fret not about the tinkling keys that kick off God Bless Us Anyway, because if youre in the wrong spot when the guitars kick in youre going to hope this bands crowd is as old skool as the music sounds and someone picks you up from the floor of the pit.
Say Yeah closes this short and energetic album well. Reminding me of the Ramones (bet you didnt see that one coming, huh?) and their cover of Do You Wanna Dance, Collider takes the speed ballad and runs with it creating a simple, basic, pogo-eliciting, pit-pounding punk rock song that is as good as any that came out of New York Citys CBGBs. The song required a 50 mile drive by C.J. Ramone, who came down to guest on this closing tune of WCYF, kicking it off with his 1-2-3-4.
My only gripe about this album is its length six tracks, merely a drop in the bucket of what I hope will be a continuing recording career for Mike Keaney (bass), Joe Abbatantuono (drums), Jed Davis (vocals/keys) and Sean Gould (guitars) under the banner of Tommy Ramone. Put out by SonaBLAST! Records, Im hoping they continue. In the short and simple words of another of my reviewers, JHR, More like this, please.
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