'You can show up to my room with no clothes on. It's on...'
Straight off the American production line! If BRONCHO didn't actually exist they'd probably have to be invented. Listen to the song posted above. It starts with a Clem Burke drum roll. Then mutates into Ramones stomp, I'd take a stab in the dark at Rock & Roll High School as the 'brudders' song they lifted it from. You're in a totally recognisable world. One where we're forever in 1978, perhaps 1979 at a push and looking back from there to the Sixties and Fifties as the true Golden Age. BRONCHO never once break the spell. They know what they like and what they want to be! One of so many great American Punk/Garage bands springing up from everywhere at the moment. The fact that BRONCHO hail from Norman, Oklahoma and spell their name in capitals only underlines their appeal. Ramones, Dead Boys, Blondie, The Cars, The Stooges, Modern Lovers, Velvets, Dictators, 60s Garage Punk, Beach Boys, Surf Music, Girl Groups, Rock and Roll. You know the lineage. They barely put a foot wrong. Just Enough Hip To Be Woman, their album from last year is a constant explosion of moments like these. A thing of beauty. They do the cool / dumb thing that's been played on in American Pop Culture for a half century at least, and I imagine has got at least another half century left in the tank. The early Strokes would have been happy to pull some of this off. Black Lips, I imagine would tip their hats. Even Iggy might approve. I'm almost fifty but this makes me feel much younger. Indulge yourself!
'Billy told Mary, told Tommy told Sue. It's on...'
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