It's easy to be a Beatles Fan, but tough to be a Beatles-Rip-Off-Band Fan.
This isn’t a good record, it’s not really worth seeking out. It’s certainly not worth the time I spent scrubbing the mold and mildew out of the grooves and off of the cover. But the album was so strange, so "goofy" that I couldn’t help but haul the whole battered and stained mess home with me. It had obviously spent many years face-down on the floor in the corner of a damp basement somewhere west of Route 40 for many years. Surprisingly, the LP wasn’t warped, and it cleaned up rather quickly with a hot rag and soapy water. The strange decision to turn the Beatles’ I Love Her into a cha-cha finger-snapper was an interesting listening experience but that track alone can’t salvage the audacity and "we’re here to rip you off" nonchalance that oozes from this album’s very soul.
This isn’t a good record, it’s not really worth seeking out. It’s certainly not worth the time I spent scrubbing the mold and mildew out of the grooves and off of the cover. But the album was so strange, so "goofy" that I couldn’t help but haul the whole battered and stained mess home with me. It had obviously spent many years face-down on the floor in the corner of a damp basement somewhere west of Route 40 for many years. Surprisingly, the LP wasn’t warped, and it cleaned up rather quickly with a hot rag and soapy water. The strange decision to turn the Beatles’ I Love Her into a cha-cha finger-snapper was an interesting listening experience but that track alone can’t salvage the audacity and "we’re here to rip you off" nonchalance that oozes from this album’s very soul.
