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Soundtrack of the Struggle (Street
Anthem Records) Imagine you’re at the beach and you see a young
beauty bounce by with a couple stray hairs creeping out of her bikini.
You’d probably register that.
Now imagine if instead it was a large, unruly clitoris popping out
at you. I think you’d
definitely take notice. American
Static is that remarkable clit. (I know- it’s time for me to stop being
such a fuckin’ sicko and get on with the goddamn review, so I will).
I threw this disc into my CD player with 3 others I’d never heard
and put it on random shuffle, intending to have some background music
while I did a bunch of crap around the house.
The first song to fly out at me was “Handout,” track 11 of Soundtrack
of the Struggle. Its
tough, melodic, working-fucking-class roar made me stop what I was doing,
turn the shuffle off and start giving these guys a serious listen.
I instantly got that cool feeling I had when I first heard Mung.
In fact, at their best, American Static reminds me in different
ways of both Mung and the Dropkick Murphys.
So when I read their press sheet, it shocked the shit out of me
that these guys aren’t from Boston at all, instead hailing from
Riverside, Cal-ee-for-nye-yay. No
matter- they’ve got a great knack for writing salt of the earth, strong,
goddamn fist-pumpin’ anthems. Tracks
like, “Youth,” “Freedom,” “Poor and the Proud,” and “This is
Our Lot” make you just want to punch some fucker in his freakin’ rich
prick gob, and these songs make you smile like a bastard to boot.
Now put your big clit back in your bathing suit and go check this
out already. –Ben Hunter