Buzzcocks

Well, leave it to Merge Records owner "Ass-Kickin' Mac The Ass-Kicker" McCaughan of SuperMotherFuckinChunk to get The Buzzcocks off their sissy fairy la-de-da asses and making some ANGRY BALLZ-TO-THE-WALL CHUNKY FUZZY LOUD THICK RICH BASSY DARK ROCKKKKK MUSIC! Have their guitars ever been this loud and heavy? Have their voices ever been this buried in the mix? Has Pete Shelley ever written this many great songs in the past two decades? The answers are "No!," "No!" and "I doubt it, if 'Homosapien' is any indication!"

Here's you listening to the first song on here: "What the devil!? Since when did The Buzzcocks consist of Bad Religion with Pete Shelley singing?"

Here's you listening to Pete Shelley's other songs on here: "Hey! These are good!"

Unfortunately, here's you listening to Steve Diggle's five contributions to the record:
(1) "This one isn't bad, I guess."
(2) "ARGH! Who does he think he is, Judas Priest!? He's not Judas Priest!"
(3) "FUCK! What does he think he's playing, The Gin Blossoms' 'Hey Jealousy'? He's not playing The Gin Blossoms' 'Hey Jealousy!'"
(4) "KILL! What album does he think this is, The Ramones' Pleasant Dreams? This album isn't The Ramones' Pleasant Dreams!"
(5) "This one isn't bad, I guess."

But now here's you commenting in general about Pete Shelley's contributions: "His songs are sad, thoughtful, tough, hooky and racked with adult anxiety."

And here's you pointing out that the album includes two Shelley/Devoto compositions, including the great old Lester Bangs put-down "Lester Sands (A Drop In The Ocean)":

But before we get to your thoughts on that topic, I've got something important that I want to say. No Buzzcocks album recorded before or since has sounded so much like a post-Nirvana "punk/grunge" album. It may be inconsistent and disingenuous, but its high points are by far the most compelling songs they've recorded during the reunion years. If nothing else, it deserves to have had at least one hit on modern rock radio -- and probably would've had they recorded it in 1993, when the world was actually into this kind of music.

(Not that Trade Testicle Transsexuals wasn't just as timely with its shitty terrible power pop fucken shit songs of garbage.)

Okay, now you can go ahead and point out that the album includes two Shelley/Devoto compositions, including the great old Lester Bangs put-down "Lester Sands (A Drop In The Ocean)."