From the sublime to the ridiculous... possibly the worst track from a strong contender for the worst album ever made. The Rolling Stone rview on its 1980 re-release (yes it was re-released!!) read: Like a lobotomized Trapp Family Singers, the Shaggs warble earnest greeting-card lyrics (...) in happy, hapless quasi-unison along ostensible lines of melody while strumming their tinny guitars like someone worrying a zipper. The drummer pounds gamely to the call of a different muse, as if she had to guess which song they were playing - and missed every time. Be very careful when first listening to this....you have been warned.....
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 22:12:56 +0000
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