A rag-tag group of pesky suburban teens once plagued the Alamo city with anthems of gummy worms, dinosaurs, and wicked island-monsters. These teenage stucco-punks captivated relentless crowds of drunken high school nitwits who were primarily interested in goofball stage antics over the music itself.
Blues-ridden, Dynamite-spanked goof n' roll. Undisciplined mish-mash.
The Inspektah. Joe The Ocean (The Candyman). Dance Dance Princess. Mr. Concept.
The Boy Scout Cookies.
What was once an institution is no more, and has been for a good while. Crusty stages across Bexar county played host to morbid coffins, trash bazookas, plastic jungles, and snack food cannons. A social spectacle for it's place in time.
And what's left? The Music. The Jams. The Riffs.
As it was commonly forgotten, The Boy Scout Cookies were a musical group, not just a circus-like monstrosity. An album was created in the band's final days that never quite saw the light:
Kakerlake Muerto (I Reek of Fun & The Lord).
The recording has it's moments as well as some chunks of muck.
To the point, The Boy Scout Cookies were absolutely asinine, anybody who ever liked them SUCKS, and the album is completely ridiculous.
But check it out....
Intro/Where The Wild Things Rock Mystic River
Underground Railroad
Primordial Boogie Woogie
The Candyman (Secret Track)
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