If you thought the excavation of the German out-rock underground 1968-74 that began with the jaw-dropping Kraut! Demons! Kraut! CD and continued with Hungry Krauts, Daddy! was going to end in a blaze of glory with the Obscured By Krauts collection, hang on to your lederhosen: a blistering new fourth volume is out and it's Kraut-Bloody-Rageous! Some collector types will definitely want to track this down for the Monks ' acetate version of Please, Please Love Me (rare but not life-altering) and the reconstituted "lost" Can TV soundtrack blast from 1971's Das Millionspiel . But the real mind-melters here are quasi-religious anthems like Karl Lenfers 's Jesus And The Rockers, CT Four Plus 's Exodus II and Tusk 's Child Of My Kingdom. If you're not careful, you may find yourself singing Al Capone 's Demon's Dance in the shower. It could happen.
Since psych and prog rock are all the rage now for beat diggers and trend-conscious club selectors alike, some enterprising DIY remixer was bound to hit on the concept of re-editing hairy 70s fuzz-dusted jams from gatefolded vinyl talismans of eras past for dance floor use. Beyond The Wizard's Sleeve, aka Bugged Out UK DJ/remixer Erol Alkan and pal Richard Norris , is doing just that in spectacular fashion. The proudly pink six-track Birth 12-inch released on 3rd Mynd in December was a stonkingly good opener owing in part to the inspiration of Turkish titans Uç Hürel. Grab it if you see it. The similarly limited-run follow-up, Spring, is every bit as lysergically lovely, with the extended version of the Stones ' 2000 Light Years From Home doing the business this time. Evidently, Anton Newcombe approves of it being played prior to Brian Jonestown Massacre 's onstage meltdowns. Don't tell Mick.
The first-ever compact disc release of Teenage Head 's boisterous self-titled punk 'n' roll debut to be remastered from the original 1979 mixes (Chris Spedding revised the album for OPM's 1996 version) may seem strangely overdue, but when you consider how the career of these hapless Hamiltonians has been fraught with bad business decisions and even worse luck, the two-decade wait to hear a digital version of their classic first album as they originally intended seems just about right. Unfortunately, bonus tracks have not been added to this Lobotronics issue, and there are no liner notes to put the hoser hysteria surrounding Teenage Head's brew-hoisting rave-ups into proper perspective. Suffice it to say they were a riotously raucous live act at their 79-80 peak, and although they never really captured that snotty mayhem in the studio, these rips through Top Down, Bonerack and Ain't Got No Sense come within gobbing distance. We'll have to wait until Frankie Venom writes his memoirs for those hilarious high school tales of trying to make glammy platform shoes in wood shop so the Heads could walk around Westdale looking like the New York Dolls, and other schemes of hoser genius.