Tracklist (Vinyl)
| A1 | | My Beach | | 1:48 | | A2 | | My Wave | | 2:27 | | A3 | | Teenage Girls | | 3:06 | | A4 | | Shoulder Hopper | | 2:42 | | A5 | | The Dummies | | 2:32 | | A6 | | Beer Can Beach | | 1:54 | | A7 | | Surfer's Nitemare | | 1:43 |
See more tracks| A8 | | I Live For The Sun | | 2:17 | | A9 | | Meet Me At The Beach | | 2:44 | | B1 | | Big Top | | 2:46 | | B2 | | Somebody Ripped My Stick | | 2:50 | | B3 | | Letter From Hawaii | | 2:13 | | B4 | | The Surfmen | | 3:27 | | B5 | | Can't Get A Tan | | 2:44 | | B6 | | The Surf Instructor | | 3:55 | | B7 | | Punch Out At Malibu | | 1:58 | | B8 | | Bird Bathroom | | 1:41 |
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Review
The Surf Punks are a one-joke act that barely musters up a moment's mirth throughout the seventeen excuses for songs on My Beach, first released in slightly altered form last year on the Punks' own Day-Glo label.In theory, singer-guitarist-keyboardist Drew Steele and producer-engineer-drummer Dennis Dragon (his brother, Daryl, is the Captain in the Captain and Tennille) satirize the social relevance of New Wave music by glorifying the G-rated hedonism of California's beach-blanket subculture with a pseudopunk machine-gun beat, a two-chord… Read More guitar attack and lots of fake-adolescent bluster ("My beach ... /Go home!"). In practice, however, these beached boys make the mistake of pounding their point straight into the sand. Missing the mark of humor by a wide margin. Steele and Dragon simply substitute slapstick lyrics and assembly-line punk arrangements for the snappy minimalist wit and violent emotional thrust of the Ramones records they try so hard to parody. Sure, the belching intro to "My Wave" is funny the first time, and Steele has perfected a Dick Dale-meets-the-Buzzcocks mutant surf-guitar sound. But in the long run, tunes like "Beer Can Beach," "Punch Out at Malibu" and "Bird Bathroom" ("The ocean's nothing but a fish toilet") represent new lows in outdated Mad magazine-style comedy. These lines are a random sample: "Mommy was a stripper/Daddy was a jerk/Do you know what time it is?/Oh, I'm late for work." As an attitude, My Beach is an okay antidote for arty New Wave pretensions. As an album, it's too much of nothin'. Surf Punks, take warning: My turntable ... /Go home! (RS 329) DAVID FRICKE |
