Summer is America’s season. Across the Lower 48, we are thrust outdoors, driven to char, and compelled to abuse notebooks. It’s also the time of the Summer Album: a little gem that catches our fancy in May and carries us until the last grain of sand is whisked from our nether-regions. In 2012, it’s King Tuff’s self-titled monster. In 1983 on the East Coast, I can only imagine it was the Cybernetic Dreams of Pi by The Slickee Boys, propelled by the single “When I Go to the Beach” you see above.
There’s so much to like here. Iced Budweiser in a briefcase. A riff that would make The Buzzcocks proud (or possibly litigious). Dancing hot dogs and suns with bad teeth animated so crudely it makes The Holy Grail look like Avatar. And more 80’s-style skin than you can wag your thang at.
Now get out there tear up the weekend, America! Tell ’em The Slickee Boys sent ya.
By Dan from Wheeeeeeee!