CUSTARD WALLY Have A Lick [CD]
(Sound Views #51)

A tour de force of raunch and reprobates, this Brooklyn power trio plays reckless, boys-will-be-boys Brit-punk without being stupid. In other words, they have what it takes to get you drunk, and then give you what you deserve on the morning after. Chris Giunta wrote all the songs, and he sings them with his ass in the air for the new bourgeois. Had the Sex Pistols not been a blip on the screen; and endured to release a four-disc boxed set of their history; this record would have legions proclaiming Custard Wally as legal heirs to the punk throne. However, instead of anarchy, we have an anachronism. Too bad, as Have A Lick has more on the ball than the zillions of boys-will-be-noize bands endlessly replicating out there. Consider these lines from "Peggy": "How are your nails?/Such snappy new tits!/Are your stupid, fat friends still talking all of their shit?/How are they?/I sure miss them/Have they finished eating?" [P.O. Box 02-1269, Brooklyn 11202] - Mark K.