Well, back in those days, there were many juvenile, non-politically correct, offensive punk bands for kids like me to crank up and piss people off: the Angry Samoans, Fear, the Dead Kennedys, the Sex Pistols, GWAR, the Mentors, Dayglo Abortions, and... the Meatmen.
Obnoxious, crude, offensive, blasphemous, tiresome and funny — the Meatmen were one band you'd never be able to explain to your parents (or even the vast majority of your peers). The rude punk parodists from Michigan heard on the infamous Blood Sausage and Crippled Children Suck 7-inches stomped on the sensitive issues of society with a coarseness that makes dead baby jokes seem like church fare.
We're the Meatmen...and You Suck! was my first introduction to singer Tesco Vee's depravity: "One Down Three to Go," about the Beatles, homophobia ("Tooling for Anus"), misogyny ("I'm Glad I'm Not a Girl") and racism ("Blow Me Jah").
Then Tesco relocated to D.C., grabbed some guys from Minor Threat, and started making fun of the cock-rock so big in the 80's, which leads me to the songs I'm posting today.
Rock & Roll Juggernaut came out in 1986. I was a sophomore in high school. Which makes complete sense as to why I loved this cassette -- it was completely sophomoric. Tesco's lyrics were about drugs, alcohol, women as sex objects, sodomy, bondage, racism, big trucks, and blind patriotism. I mean, this should have been the theme music for dumb jocks and meatheads in high schools across America!
Well, we ate it up. It was party music. We quoted lyrics to each other. We wore Meatmen t-shirts (not to school! Oh no! You couldn't get away with that shit then!)
So, here's a couple tracks. No doubt that my sense of nostalgia outweighs the social relevance of this band, but who gives a shit? Tesco got the joke. We did too.
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