Rereading the biography Vivien Johnson wrote on Radio Birdman-I figuratively rolled back-to Excelsior times, the Grange or Oxford, mythical seedy gambling den where he was conceived Australians punk. What a great time with their direct chronic unpredictable and wild, the Blitzkrieg offensive , letters from some fundamentalist fan club over Martian history, their encounters with The Saints when met Deniz Stones the broken leg or Mark Sisto. But above all, the music returns. The longing to return to soak the ears with the filth and the high energy of those pioneers of the antipodes.
When Radio Birdman ran the Oxford Funhouse began wearing bands to play there. Same roll bands that were blocked in other kittens. And so spontaneously created the first aussie punk scene before the British tsunami. Before the beast to swallow itself. With authenticity and feeling elusive. For as Anthony O'Grady said in his article for RAM : "Punks? No punks here." A piece of that is what outlines the wateke!: 4 bands that petaron in the Funhouse . 4 legacies: the essential debut of Radio (EP Burn My Eye ), the debut single of formats Saints I'm Stranded with a wilder than the LP, the only Espido single they recorded the Psycho Surgeons and an anthology of recordings 77, Johnny Dole & The Scabs and punk slut. A necessary piece of history!
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