Didn't Mean to Offend You
THE PATHETICS - "DIDN'T MEAN TO OFFEND YOU" - ANGRY MONKEY RECORDS (PRODUCED AND MIXED BY THE PATHETICS; ENGINEERED AND MIXED BY CAPTAIN INSANE-O AT VINNIE'S HOUSE OF SOUND SPENCER, MA; MASTERED BY LAURA FLANNERY AT THE TREEHOUSE) What's not to love about these guys? Punk rock sing-a-long tunes with an energy that makes you feel like you're at a Ramones show, a NOFX like penchant for bathroom humor, sexual humor that should earn them a triple XXX Advisory stamp, and a tongue in cheek sense of humor that let's you know that they must be from Wormtown; three or four towns west of Worcester actually, but Wormtown is not a geographical location, Wormtown is a state of mind. Though The Pathetics wait a dozen years or so between every album, it's always worth the wait. They kick off this disc with the chuckle inducing, "Porno Picnic Basket." The song describes a big stash of dildos and sex toys and sounds like something that would have fit on the Doctor Demento show (a comedy rock show that I haven't heard on the air for years). "Murder at the Meathouse" plays like a lost Cramps song that's in the soundtrack to a slash 'em up B movie. Hearing this well written, funny, punk rock, sing-a-long brings to mind another obscure reference, western Mass. Comedy kingpins, The Pajama Slave Dancers. The frantic drumbeat and cow punk guitar that opens, "Dude, I Love Your Band" cements that comparison. I like the line, "Plus I gotta say you have really nice gear." I've said that line to bands following the "If you don't have anything nice to say..." rule. "Cavity Search" is that band at it's rudest and most inappropriate. They make getting strip searched at an airport or the back of a police car sound much more fun than it probably is (I wouldn't know...honestly.) I gotta give these guys credit for burning through 15 tunes in less than 35 minutes, but in between the great and the funny, there is the OK. "Office Ass" qualifies as that. I like "Crazy Over You" for it's funny lyrics. I understand that as a romantic song (from the singer's perspective anyway) it should be a slow dance, but I'd like to hear it done speedy punk rock style, but hey, maybe that's just me. The Pathetics get back to the funny with "Anti-Social Miscreant" and "Rock the Shit of It" and become a bit profound in spite of themselves. "Anti-Social Miscreant" rhymes the clever couplet, "I want to go and get a gun and push it right in your temple. Some people might say, that that makes me kind of mental." "Rock the Shit Out of It" is the perfect, "I don't want to grow up and get a real job," sing along song. It doesn't matter what job they do as long as they can rock this hard. "Gimp with a Limp" is done speedy old school Dead Kennedy like hardcore punk style, while "Sand in your Pussy" is a straight up guitar squealing rocker. "Pass Around Slut" is one of those cheating girlfriend sing along tunes that The Pathetics put at least one of on every album. "Ridin' with Satan" fires up the guitars for a song about a guy who can't sell his soul because his life is already hell. For the home stretch they go into the unrepentant, "I'm Not Going to AA," the uneventful, "Kick you When you're Down," and the somewhat same sounding, "Bagman for the Mob." Skip the last two songs and you've got yourself a near perfect album. The question is: Will young punks take to this grown up (?) punk sense of humor? Can adults drop their guards long enough to laugh at this...and what the hell happened to Doctor Demento anyway? From Wormtown.org Sunday, November 23 2008.