I put this on when I'm comfortable. It makes me feel alright. I think that the filmmaker, Julian Temple tried to install that feeling into this film, by the use of the campfire scenes, where various friends of Joe Strummer sit around the fire and talk about the man, with tales both humorous and heartbreaking. And this DVD is truly heartbreaking. The home movies and early childhood photos of Joe Strummer are adorable. The Clash stuff in here is Epic. Say the Unsayable. Play the Unplayable. That pretty much sums the man up. That, and Punk Warlord. :-) Starts off kind of slow, with the whole assimilation of his early years, the 101'ers, etc., stuff which a person like me already has committed to memory. Once it hits Clash era, once again, most of the stuff they talk about I already knew, and the pictures shown did little to offer anything more to what I've already seen before. Not that it isn't monumental, but I was just kinda expecting more. And then when it hits Mescaleros territory, I'm pretty much lost and not caring, not really being a fan of that time in his Life. I saw the Mescaleros once. Absolute shite. It really was. And then, just as that much anticipated Clash reunion was about to happen, the one that had me (and millions of others) salivating at the lips at the thought of it happening, he slips away. The title of this DVD is so true. The Future Is Unwritten. Gawd damn that's so true it hurts. Despite it's few annoyances and gawd awful, what-is-he-doing-in here kind of moments (Bono... UGH!), this movie is an amazing piece of cinema, and a fitting epitaph of sorts to the genius that was Joe Strummer. Your Hero worship and Idolization starts here with this DVD. I can think of no one more worthy of it. No one.
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Gawd fucking damn! This CD has been stuck in my player ever since the day after I saw this band, and I thank Jeeeebus each and every day that this music is now a part of my Life. Seriously. This is easily the sickest release I've heard in years. Just fucking amazing. Words cannot do justice in trying to convey to you just what a great band Git Some are, or what a fantastic release Cosmic Rock is. Just life affirming melodic noise that shakes your soul to it's very core. The kind of music you'd put on when you want to start up a fight. Feels good like a steel toe DM to the face. Makes you wanna break stuff. Makes you glad to be alive. Equal parts Black Flag, Jesus Lizard, Black Sabbath and Motörhead, this band just slays anything and everything that stupidly gets in it's way. Heavy stuff. Comprised of a few ex-members of Planes Mistaken For Stars, Git Some have assembled a sludgy mammoth sized wall of sound that just pulverizes you into submission and forces you to move, shake, jump up and down and lose your shit to some of the best sounding music to come down the pipe in a long, long time. Music created because they had to. It comes from a dark place inside us all. Git Some just figured out how to tap into it. Music creatively used as an outlet for misspent aggression. Songs like Trixie Loves Misty, Fall From Grace, Wish Cigarette, Chainsaw Clothesline and Fabric Eyes would never be played on any radio station or video channel, and I think that's just swell. Keep it underground, where music like this belongs. Keep it scary. Keep it only known to us sewer rats. Let us worship from afar, and keep the sheeple away from this. I know I say this alot but seriously, pick up this CD and blast it at an unsafe volume. You will thank me for it later. Fucking amazing release. Available on vinyl too. Fucking Git Some! Rad! You'll thank me for it later. |
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