Spudgun kids return

Spasms
Spasms

THE YEAR is 1978, punk is revolutionising music across a dull and dreary land - sweeping aside the bloated corpse of superstar self-indulgence.

At least, it was in Britain’s seething cities - there was nothing much punk about Old Tupton, Chesterfield.

But then four bored teenagers came together as Spasms, carrying the torch for the scene in a short-lived blaze of banned gigs, attitude and chaos.

Now, nearly a quarter of a decade later, the quartet are back with the release of Return of the Spudgun Kids – an album collecting their studio work between ‘78 and ‘82.

It’s a collection of youthful rough diamonds that puts another nail in the coffin of claims that punks can’t play.

Single and stand-out track It Never Happens Like It Does On the Telly, which was released on the notable Ellie Jay label in 1980, is a case in point.

With an effervescence reminiscent of the Buzzcocks, it fuses punk-pop melody with wry lyrics on the reality of life.

Sign To Go waits almost a whole minute before bringing in the vocals – time enough for the Ramones to have knocked out half an album – but shows their confidence and a maturity beyond their years.

While the almost spoken-word vocals on I’ve Been There point to the new wave style of a lo-fi Talking Heads.

Across these 14 tracks, angular guitars and great choruses showcase the musical spirit of the age – an adventurous DIY ethic safety-pinned through the nose to devil-may-care creativity.

So turn back the clock and set your dancing pants to pogo...

The album, released on Only Fit For The Bin Records, is available via amazon and www.detour-records.co.uk

PHILFY PHIL