Car Crash
“Execution”, “I Don’t Care” b/w “Bright Future”
scum stats: 200 copies on black vinyl
I am shocked to see that this record was released in 2015. That feels like eons ago. I’m pretty sure I was hipped to this by the K Records email list but instead of buying it straight from the source I put it on a running list of “need to purchase” items that I kept in my pocket for a few months. This copy came straight from Grimey’s, the record store down the street from TMR that is always happy to special order items of this nature when I request them on the regular. These three tracks have been sitting contently in my “to listen to” pile for at least a year. I’ll get better, I promise.
Jams here are gems, all high energy punk ’n’ roll, a vibe that feels properly updated from the mid-90’s heyday when Rip Off Records was king. Tight, lockstep, there is absolutely nothing wrong or out of place on this record. I could (and should) listen to shit like this for days without ever tiring. I feel like my tastes exist in a previously undefined ether-region where something of the approach/style/tone needs to be vaguely familiar, yet anything slavishly rehashed or redundant throws up immediate red flags and shade. Such a fine line and Car Crash is on the proper side of it. Sold out from the label, it’s worth the troll around to find one elsewhere in the bottomless pit internet. I believe the band is Japan and that should only further your appreciation.
I love 45’s existing as 8 minute time capsules into an exact period. No fussing about, make a statement, make it quick and leave it behind for the rest of the world to uncover. I’m STILL turning up wonderfully brilliant 45’s, forgotten for decades, quite regularly. Outside of love for my family and time spent with them, it is no doubt my absolute favorite thing to do.
I’ve no indication that this band is not absolutely killing it live. In my mind, they do. Highly recommended you search this one out..
SIDE NOTE: I guess I’ve been writing about records here for just about 52 weeks, only missing a handful of times when travel or fatherhood became prohibitive. Hooray for me, hooray for you. I’ve got an extra copy of a wonderful book called “Why Vinyl Matters” by Jen Otter Bickerdike that features stellar interviews with all sorts of folks in the “biz” speaking about vinyl. Including yours truly. So in the comments here, in the spirit of the book, these weekly missives and everything we do at Third Man, let us know your thoughts on WHY VINYL MATTERS. I’ll pick the winner, as objectively as possible, and they’ll get the book mailed right to their door. How cool is that?
Thanks for reading for the past year and here’s to another 52 weeks.
Thank you for all your weekly missives, Ben. I have really enjoyed reading them and listening to the music which generally leads me off investigating similar sounds.
Why vinyl matters? Without writing an essay on the subject I’d just say that it matters because of the memories actually physically playing a vinyl record creates. Whether it’s a favourite song on a juke box or the latest buy which you can’t take off the turntable until you know it inside out, it’s all about creating memories. We as human beings are a collection of memories, it’s part of life. We remember who were with, where we were, how we felt. Just as we are supposed to remember our first real kiss, don’t we also remember our first vinyl record?
Vinyl records are as much about what they leave out as what they give to the listener. Digital music is made by filling in the curve of sound which takes away depth. Vinyl keeps the holes in sound which surrounds the music and provides warmth. That is why it is a superior medium.
Why vinyl matters? Easy!
“I want to be part of the resurgence of things that are tangible, beautiful and soulful, rather than just give in to the digital age. But when I talk to people about this they just say, ‘Yeah, I know what you mean,’ and stare at their mobiles.”
-Jack White
Why vinyl matters? Because records(ok, maybe shellac but not vinyl) have been around longer than any person currently living on this earth and they’ll survive long enough so that my great, great, great, great, great grandkids 200 years from now can still listen to my copies of Robert Johnson, Elvis, Ray Charles, Led Zeppelin and of course The White Stripes. Take that iTunes.
Records are an art form in themselves; You can watch your music turning right in front of your eyes. You can flip through the jacket and inserts and enjoy the art. And then there’s the music! Vinyl records are art, cut into art which are then slid into sleeves of art to contain it all.
Good lord… i hate it when other people clone my operating system with their webkit modifications inside my phone and tablet …. my apologies for all profundity…
So… i believe we have really run the gamut now that i have read this…. “Vinyl mattress because of the whole package!” ….. parenting should never be underestimated as a life changing experience… its true… Vinyl Matters!
So… i believe we have really run the gamut now that i have read this…. “Vinyl mattress because of the whole package!” ….. parenting should never be underestimated as a life changing experience… its true… Vinyl Matters!
So… i believe we have really run the gamut now that i have read this…. “Vinyl mattress because of the whole package!” ….. parenting should never be underestimated as a life changing experience… its true… Vinyl Matters!
Robert Gibson lmao…. Truer words have never been spoken.
the mighty quinn by manfred man was one of the first vinyls that i ever owned. i guess that was around 1966 or 67. i’m getting old. i also purchased, at the same time i picked up the quinn 45, a pair of white cotton bell bottoms as SEARS Roebuck. I took those bells home and rit dyed them purple. i was about 11 or 12 at the time. so cool to have that 45 rpm and my purple bells. I also inherited a bunch of 45s from by brothers who were 10 to 15 years older. so, i had all these great 45s from the 50a and early 60s. elvis. stuck on you. chuck berry, jaguar thunderbird, bobby darin, things. bill haley, rock a beaten’ boogie. little richard, long tall sally. of course vinyl matters. analogue survives.