I am not really much of a one for proper punk, although there is plenty that I find myself really liking. Actually at the moment, after all the brilliantly quirky folk pop of the last few years, I am genuinely itching for someone to break the mould and really make some venomous noise.

Now, the last time I wrote something like this some tool left a comment suggesting I try the new Oasis album, so let me get this straight: I do not want fucking kiddie-punk. I don’t want stuff that rawks, I do not want anything with the word ‘core’ in the genre.

I want the same ramshackle aesthetic and venom I like in good, fearsome indie music. Something with some edge, and none of your wanky macho posturing.  The problem with a lot of savagely angry music is that it almost inevitably tends to attract dickheaded blokes who seem to have drawn the completely spurious conclusion that listening to music that is a little bit loud in some way makes them hard.  Actually, it probably does, but not in ‘that’ way.

Anyhow, I’ve sort of missed the recent lack of genuine noise-merchants.  Live shows by iLiKETRAiNS and British Sea Power have been the few exceptions, but it’s been a while since I’ve heard an album I want to put on when I’m in one of those moods and just crank the fuck up to neighbour-bothering volume.  Old punk seems to be just about the best avenue to explore, but I am far from an expert on such things.  The Dead Kennedys are still my gold standard, and their general fury tends to mask a canny knack for a melody that punk is forever being accused of lacking.

Bum Kon are a band I happened across recently, primarily because of their excellent album cover.  They released a couple of things back in the mid-80s and that was that, but any band with a song called Nancy Reagan Fashion Show is alright by me.  The album above can be purchased from Smooch here.

Bum Kon – Nancy Reagan Fashion Show
Bum Kon – Giving In
Bum Kon – The Draft
The Dead Kennedys – When Ya Get Drafted