Rock Art And The X-Ray Style
Good old boys like a laugh....
There's no escaping this time, though. No reprieve from the gauche stompalongs, the jam-session fillers, the blokey jokes, the dadrockin' stabs at hepness... the self-pity. The opening track is regurgitated latterday Clash and presumably called 'Tony Adams' for no other reason than laddish amusement. 'Techno D-Day' tells the story of DJ Strummer and co's battle with the law at last year's Megadog and rather unfortunately includes such agitpop naffness as: "The noise inspectors with the sound detectors were comin' on down the beach/And the councillors wanna pounce on us for disturbing the peace" - it goes on; all "ragga FM" this and "Babylon" that, like what your dad would do to impress you.
, he burbles clumsily, but somehow magically, on lilting, charming closer 'Willesden To Cricklewood jsrap1'. It's got to be said, beneath the dad-ishness, he really is still quite the chap. Sometimes.
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