THE MINDS "Plastic Girls"
album by the Portlands 77´ wrecked garagy punks. If you got the
science of the just released 45 "Rip Out Your Eyes" 7"
(ALIEN SNATCH!) you know that ain´t fancy indie-synthie band wagon
crap.. if not let me say that this pretty fierce & fast garagy punk
with lotsa hooks and a healthy dose of neutoric singing and fuzzed out
keyboards. So here it is, the highly awaited album "Plastic Girls"
full of dangerously catchy and bouncy songs! Also the ADVERT´s "My
Place" is a great cover choice besides their hits. Enthusiastic reviews
of the 7" & album popping up everywhere. The CD is out on DIRTNAP,
we have the vinyl, the first 400 copies are on incredible thick 220g hockey
puck vinyl. They´ll be gone
THE MINDS "RIP OUT YOUR EYES"
45 RPM secret club
7" - SNATCH!021 is a joyride to the "TOP OF THE POPS" of
the northwest punk charts. Hailing from Portland, OR the MINDS are the
most exciting new band outta town since the EXPLODING HEARTS. "Rip
Out your Eyes" is their debut 45 with three neurotic 70´s UK-punk
derived songs all clocking under two minutes,their knockout combination
of supercatchy short & snappy songs and merciless "full on"
keyboards is like drinking coke out of a elektroshocked Dr.Peppers can
in pogo-pogo land. No haircut hype and overproductions so lavish it all
turns to tinsel...No "who got the jump on who" NEW WAVE prominence..
we talk about primal songs perfectly supposed to be on a a debut platter,
THE MINDS INCIDENT
A breach in the cosmic continuum. An old synthesizer, a pair of 3-D
glasses, a record collection, a rubber glove, and five hapless souls all
transported through the phlogistonian ether. They arrived at the same space
at the same time, merging into one singular identity, one beast cursed with
five separate bodies. Once the bleach-smelling smoke cleared and the rip in
spacetime had closed, this new entity looked out at the wreckage
surrounding it. Five quickened pulses beating as one.
It knew what
it must do. It must fulfill a fate forged of half of divine
will and half quantum-mechanical probability. Thus it went off on its
crusade to bend the world to its will and to find like-minded souls
with which to commune.
of these five poor people?
The Thinker: Formerly Joel Jett, of FLIP-TOPS and JETPACK fame. Senior
mouthpiece. Secretary of Defense.
Mind: A million lifetimes ago he was Mike Napkin, formerly of, um,
Napkin. Renter of U-Hauls. Player of drums. Minister of Information
Brains: He used to be known as Robbie Rocket, also from the FLIP-TOPS
and Jetpack. Wearer of sunglasses. Player of guitar. Vice-mouthpiece.
Palsy: Her old identity remains shrouded in mystery, though
there are whispers, spoken softly in the more unsavory corners of town,
intimating that she was previously incarnated as one of the New Wave
Communists. Tickler of ivories. Vice-mouthpiece.
Was always the Cortex. Possible mastermind of cosmic
singularity that formed The MINDS, though tenuous links to bands such as
the Units and Krav Maga have been made. Player of bass. Scorner of Mensa.
Ambassador of the Model United Nations.
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