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.