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Slash JANUARY 1979 - by Chris Desjardins
THE CONTORTIONS/TEENAGE JESUS & THE JERKS/MARS/DNA: NO NEW YORK
At $5.99 you can find a cheaper and more luxurious punishment for your ears. That's what at least half of this amounts to. The other half is pretty loveable in its frantic, nervous, nail-biting way. But it all depends on your taste. If you're already predisposed to experimental avant-garde art school stuff anyhow, this may be a very smooth, slick package from the capital of word association pretension and neo-nihilistic dissonance. It even rocks occasionally which is something you can't say for most of said style. One thing that many bands like this don't realise is that electric guitars, synthesizers, etc., already have a dissonant element by their very nature. So dissonance piled on dissonance gets a little tiresome especially when the song patterns are neither planned out nor random - just some nether twilight in between. That's not true of everything. The Contortions' Dish It Out, Flip Your Face, Teenage Jesus' Burning Rubber, little snatches here and there of Mars, and nearly all of DNA turn fatally contagious the third or fourth time around, ranging from James Brown initiation rites to Screamers/Eno pop. I would trade all of this, though, for a new single by The Cramps.