WILD BILLY CHILDISH
AND THE MBE’S – THATCHER’S CHILDREN (DAMAGED GOODS)
As topical as Billy
Childish gets, he remains railing against those who served to set up the slop
that this generation currently has to wrestle and contend with.
It took me a very long
time to become comfortable with Billy Childish when back in the early nineties,
while I was a youth training college on a business administration NVQ course
(very Thatcher), after seeing their countless mentions on weekly Damaged Goods
adverts in the NME and Melody Maker I finally saw Thee Headcoats opening for
Mudhoney and they truly looked out of place.
With their tiny aged amps placed against the huge stacks of grunge
heavyweights it just felt amateur. I
was so incredibly wrong.
Clocking in at just
over two minutes this is a storming garage rock onslaught that sees Childish
spitting a gaggle of obscenities towards the powers that be and the people that
put them in place so many years ago.
It’s a pessimistic piece.
When Childish screams
“I ain’t gettin’ better, it’s just gettin’ worse” he causes me to worry for the
world. Then he adds “you said it was
punk rock, now we’re on our knees and we’re all sucking cock”. Things really are that bad aren’t they.
Eventually he gets to
grips of the mentality of what it’s all about with the refrain “save your own
skin, everyone’s a loser”. And with
that you can see why Childish has entered some kind of regression to stronger,
more analogue times that still appear able to exist within his head. If only more of us could reject modern
society with such aplomb.
The Manic Street
Preachers could do worse than cover this song.
Thesaurus moment:
hoard.
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