OH, HELL YES! A band with a little mud on their shoes, a little blood on their hands and spit on their lips! Punk rock in the tradition of the ’80s hardcore explosion. Dead Kennedys, Black Flag, Circle Jerks, Minor Threat. Give me harsh, but understandable vocals and staccato drum smacks! Give me guitars that turn me on and get my blood running! I can only take so much indie rock and pop punk, no matter how good it is. I ache for some head smashing, on the edge of violence, bottle-crashing punk rock!
Enter, Midnight Bombers.
This album, Evil Streets caught me completely off guard. The eye-catching cover (aviator sunglasses against a black background) made me think, garage rock, and I’m totally cool with that. I expected The Dirtbombs, or maybe Queens of the Stone Age, or Eagles of Death Metal. What I did NOT expect was to be blown across the room and transported back in time to the Reagan years that were ruled by Henry, Ian and Jello. The lyrics don’t seem to be as political as those former rulers of the punk world, but the music is right on par with the best of those bands. “Satan’s Children” and “Back and Forth;” these songs are so good it’s painful!
Turn it on, turn it up, and move all of the furniture out of the room or you may just hurt yourself. Midnight Bombers, I love you!
Midnight Bombers: www.midnightbombers.com