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Fulham Fallout

Fulham Fallout
Lurkers

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Track Listing

  1. Ain't Got A Clue
  2. I Don't Need To Tell Her
  3. Total War
  4. Hey You
  5. Shadow
  6. Then I Kicked Her
  7. Go Go Go
  8. Jenny
  9. Time Of Year
  10. Self Destruct
  11. It's Quiet Here
  12. Gerald
  13. I'm On Heat
  14. Be My Prisoner
  15. Shadow (2)
  16. Love Story
  17. Freak Show
  18. Mass Media Believer
  19. Ohh Ohh I Love You
  20. Pills
  21. We Are The Chaos Brothers
  22. Be My Prisoner (2)
  23. Total War (2)
  24. Then I Kissed Her
  25. I Love The Dark
  26. Freak Show (2)

Product Details

  • Amazon Sales Rank: #119455 in Music
  • Released on: 2002-11-18
  • Number of discs: 1

Customer Reviews

the Rock Tribe5
More cro-magnum rock, direct from the holes and caverns of pre-history. From a slightly innocent time when caveman music wasn't just 'in' but was downright essential.
'FF' is a fast one; it has a directness that makes you yearn for an era when uncompromising music was fashionable. It has a mind-boggling simplicity which transparently harbours no pretension, (much like your fervent reviewer) because, apart from a kind of base shrewdness, there isn't a huge amount 'going on upstairs' - you get a reality icy blast that The Lurkers made 'FF' because they couldn't conceivably have made anything else.....
It's whole reason for existence is a loud (and God it IS loud!) blustery attack of a kind not heard since the likes of Link Wray roamed the Great Plain. There's a good 20 cuts on 'FF' and each one sounds like it took 20 minutes to write! It's a relentless barrage of fizzy lager, Chelsea boots and idiotic boogie-woogie. All the righteous things we crave and cherish.(and now sadly are AWOL!)
The whole experience of 'FF' can be likened to being chased around some stalagmites by a pack of ravenous sabre-tooth's. It kicks off with the grinding 'Ain't Got A Clue' (no political jokes please..) and then just doesn't let up. One feral speed anthem follows another, each taking this spinning, brackish racket to new levels. Of course it sounds dated, guitars haven't sounded this loud in generations - and music hasn't been performed by such grinning oiks for a lot longer than that. The idea that pop music can be anything other than over-produced pap with a ten minute lifespan is a long extinct concept in our idealistically sterile, plot-anaemic karaoke universe.
Punk rock was originally invented as an antidote to stadium rock and disco, but it seems to me that the stuff that got caught in it's shockwave was nowhere near the brain cell numbing, intelligence shredding nonsense we suffer now. (Where IS that anarchy ...!?) So like most movements in art and culture-after it died-it was all for nothing, but Holy Schmoley it's death throes were awesome!
'FF' is cheerful, boppin' rock'n'roll that makes you wanna chuck yourself around the room. It exists on a level which has now (rightly) been consigned to myth to the extent that some even doubt that it was EVER fact, mutter in hushed tones that it was all an extravert hoax.
'FF' is irrefutable and noisy evidence that it wasn't.

God's Lonely Men Strike Again!5
The Lurkers always were the true English Punk band. After the imagery and manufacture of Malcolm McClaren and Bernie Rhodes little outfits along came the Lurkers who actually were four mates from the West London Suburbs who formed a band.
And here is the CD containing the original tracks from the vinyl plus a host of bonus extra's. Love Story sounds like its almost live from an early gig at the Red Cow Hammersmith.
Pete Strides love angst adreline ballads rule supreme with Shadow, I don't need to tell her and Jenny. Punk "call to war" anthems Total War and Self Destruct have that hard innocent edge that was 1977. Anyone who went down the Roxy, Red Cow, Hope and Anchor and even the original Marquee will instantly understand I'm on Heat.
Strides Woolworth Chain Guitar rattles through all tracks accompanied by Esso's thudering bass drum and unfettered cymbols. Howard's vocals are deadpan but make us all feel that it could have been me in front of that microphone, and whether its Nigel, Arturo or Kim on bass the sound is solid.
If there are any kids still out there who want to form a traditional rock/pop group make sure this album is on your influence list!