Thursday In Corporate Hell (Part 2)

Two.  More.  Hours.

Part 2 of today’s magical mystery tour here at Corporate Hell is brought to you by the Brian Jonestwon Massacre album, ‘Methodrone‘.

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Listed at #43 on NME’s list of the 50 Druggiest Albums Ever, this album is simply the tits. In 1995, Anton Newcombe droned on like a stoned party bore as he cooked up his own takes on the drone-heavy oeuvre of those other great substance-enjoyers: Jason Pierce (aka J. Spaceman) and Spacemen 3, My Bloody Valentine and a good dollop of Jesus & Mary Chain.  This album is clearly the sum of these influences.

Even the album cover is very “shoegazer-esque” (think MBV’s ‘Loveless‘).

Thankfully BJM does a very solid job with them throughout the album’s course of over 70 minutes.  ‘Ol Anton favors breathy, sighing vocals over post-Jagger drawls, understandably (‘Crushed‘  is as perfect an example of American Anglo singing as it gets), while the seven other rotating band members whip up a good amount of machine-like chugging and rave-up bliss as they go.

Part of the reason why it all works so well is Newcombe’s impressive abilities to actually perform rather than pose. ‘Wisdom‘, for instance, isn’t very complex, but it successfully creates a psychedelic haze.  While assembled from a variety of different sessions and about seven different engineers, ‘Methodrone‘  feels like a unified collection. Newcombe (control freak that he is) is due further credit for ensuring that his own particular (if second-hand) vision is carried throughout.

The album closes on a spectacular high, with the wafting feedback prettiness of ‘Outback‘ followed by the majestic drone of ‘She’s Gone‘, armed with a stunning guitar line, then wrapping up with an untitled bonus track that assuredly builds to a strong end with quirky touches. Though the band never returned to this sound in full, Newcombe and BJM as a whole have nothing to be ashamed of here.

In fact, I thought that the ‘Give It Back‘ album was going to forever be my favorite of the BJM catalog but, what ya know…I stand corrected.  This album just became that.  It’s that freakin’ good!

Interestingly enough, Anton is reportedly on the wagon these days.

And meditating on it, too.

Good luck, buddy!

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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