​Written by GE 138.

What the fucking fuck is this shit? Seriously? What the fuck happened to these guys?? Ugh! Opening up with a slow ass ballad that is a clean rip off of a Who song from Tommy that I can't remember right now, the new album from Green Day called Revolution Radio is anything but revolutionary but it sure is radio friendly, that's for sure. It's a downright disappointing album, more miss than hit, more maudlin and morose than Warning and 21st Century Breakdown combined, and that's saying something! This release finds the band recycling their own earlier riffs in a desperate attempt to find their old sound that we all know and love in order to move units and dupe us once again into believing that they've gone back to their earlier sound and are done selling out and kissing ass, but unfortunately, that's not the case. We've all heard the lead off single from this album, Bang Bang, and besides the obvious Offspring influence, it's not a bad song, but unfortunately, it is literally the only good song on this album. I wish I was kidding. Every other song on here sucks worse than the one before it, everything sounds forced, it all sounds like 21st Century Breakout or American Idiot leftovers. I mean, hearing Billie Joe whining about the evils of social media is a bit of a stretch for a soon to be 45 year old man, isn't it? Sonic wise it sounds great, but other than the song Say Goodbye, there isn't a whole lot to get hyped about on here. Auto tuning, studio effects, trying hard to sound like other current bands instead of themselves, Hell, there's loads and loads of stuff to be disappointed about with this latest release from Green Day - where do you wanna begin? LOL

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​Written by GE 138.

I wanna cry, I seriously do.

When I read that this 40th year anniversary edition of this seminal album was being released, I wanted to cry because I can't believe it's been 40 years since I first heard this album on my Dad's stereo back in Whittier, but also because looking at the cover reminded me that all of the classic Ramones are dead - no offense Tommy. This album has been repackaged / remixed ad nauseum, but this time they finally got it fucking right. This version sounds incredible, sonically better sounding than the new Metallica or Green Day record or anything else current and hard rocking at the moment. Little nuances have been enbellished and brought out, like the 4 lines Dee Dee's sings in 53rd And 3rd, you can actually hear him crystal clear now, it's great. The back up vocals on Chain Saw? You can hear them now!! The jangly 2nd guitar track can be heard loud and clear now, which is a trip. The remix job on here is incredible, done by the guy who originally produced and mixed the album when it came out in '76. The new mix sizzles, it thumps, it crashes, it grabs you by the collar and shakes you around a bit. It's great. This release comes with both a stereo and a mono mix of the album, but to my untrained blown out ears there's very little difference in either. The mono mix is a bit warmer, the stereo mix a bit brighter. Big whoop. The real prize in this 3 CD release is the shit ton of unreleased demos that can be found on here, songs like Loudmouth, Chain Saw, I Don't Wanna Walk Around With You, You're Gonna Kill That Girl and What's Your Name, the last 2 songs weren't even released until the next album Leave Home. They also included the original, uncensored Nazi lyrics version of Today You're Love, Tomorrow The World, which is a bit unsettling to hear sung in this Trump world we all live in now. It's never good to hear Joey Ramone warbling about being a Nazi, it just isn't. Not then, not now.

​Also included in this historical release is a refreshed and polished up version of the Ramones - Live At The Roxy release from the summer of 1976. They played 2 sets that day, identical in songs and order played, both were recorded, and the first set was officially released, and the second was not. When you listen to the 2nd set, you know why they went with the first. The second set's a little looser, lot faster, a bit more wild and dangerous sounding, definitely more Punk Rock. Drugs and / or booze may have played a part in the reason why the 2nd set sounds like that, I'm not sure. And as if this wasn't enough, this release comes with a killer booklet full of great pictures and stories, as well as extensive liner notes outlying pretty much everything that had to do with this seminal recording. Oh, and did I mention that you get a vinyl copy of the mono mix of this classic release as well? Well you do! Mono, the way it was supposed to be mixed at Abbey Road Studios, if you can believe that. 

Yeah, this is the album that started it all, that spawned a million mini revolutions against everything that people held near and dear, a big middle finger salute to the boring status quo of the time. This is the release that spawned a million bands in a million cities, acting like a Punk Rock Johnny Appleseed in planting the seeds of rebellion everywhere they played and bringing the love of real Rock 'N' Roll back to the forefront of the music scene where it belonged. I've always loved this album, but this 40th anniversary deluxe edition version of the Ramones first album has me in love with it even more, if that was possible. It's been in a state of constant rotation ever since I got it, and I can't stop telling every one I know about how crazy good this thing sounds. Just. Fucking. Wow. You owe it to yourself to scrounge up the money to buy this thing and own your own piece of music history. I can only hope that there are plans to do this to every Ramones album ever released. A band like the Ramones deserves nothing less than this grandoise revered treatment and handling. This is an absolute essential, crucial release to get. You will not be disappointed. 

Available everywhere, and I do mean everywhere. If you can't find this, then you should just do us all a favor and go kill yourself as fast as you can. "Like" the Ramones on Facebook by clicking here.