Monday, December 27, 2004

I Can Speak American



I’m sure it was quite a shock for the British public to find out that the catchy song about The Flintstones that they had collectively catapulted into the top thirty of the singles chart was not the product of a happy go lucky pop band. In fact when the scary visage of vocalist/guitarist Bill Carter and the other members of The Screaming Blue Messiahs lurched into the song on top of the pops it was probably the pinnacle and decline of the band’s fortunes in one fell swoop. From that point in their previous cannon of high-octane garage rock n roll was consigned to history and from here on in they would be known as the band with the Flintstone song. It also didn’t help that their third, and final, album that followed the next year “Totally Religious” was a lack luster shadow of their previous two albums “Gun Shy” and “Bikini Red.” Sad to say the only readily available album by the band is the last with the others, on CD, changing hands for silly money on ebay. So for today I present for you a song each from these two releases: “Wild Blue Yonder” from “Gun Shy” and the title track from “Bikini Red.”

2 comments:

R. Piggy said...

We call it English here in America, ay.

guanoboy said...

Ah used ta love Bikini Red...

Jesus Chrysler Drives a Dodge...what a fun album that was...

thanks for bringing it up...I think I still have the vinyl somewhere.