Album Review: The Hip Priests – “Those Fuckin’ Boys – A Decade Of Disdain”
They’re gonna burn in hell for this, of course they are. The filthy degenerate deviant perverted reprobates. Scary to think that it’s now been ten years since The Hip Priests burst on to the scene, and en route it’s generally been a case of giving zero fucks (as one of their song titles quite clearly states), kicking out the jams and having a damn good time.
This 27-track CD serves as a great introduction to the band (although if you haven’t got their three albums to date – Tight and Exciting, Full Tilt Bullshit and Black Denim Blitz – then I suggest you go about righting that particular oversight pronto) right from the moment the lower-than-lo-fi production of Motherfucker Superior kicks in with the ghosts of The Stooges and The Dead Boys hanging heavy over the studio, as the band crash through the likes of Sha Na Na Na Nihilist and Juiced Up ‘n’ Loose.
A few of these songs you may be familiar with from their re-recordings on subsequent albums such as Young Savage, Saints Of Excess and the gleefully confrontational Jesus Died So We Could Ride, but it’s still great to hear them again while short bursts of fury such as Raised On Rage, Mystical Freaks and Lyin’ On Loser’s Lane complement the better known tracks well. Meanwhile, covers of the likes of Zodiac Mindwarp (Spasm Gang), Alice Cooper (Is It My Body?) and Turbonegro (Welcome To The Garbage Dump) are a good indicator of where their influences lie. Hell, to be honest, the sound of them taking a sledgehammer to Roxy Music’s Do The Strand is almost worth the asking price on this one alone.
Those Fuckin' Boys is more proof that The Hip Priests are one of the most under-rated bands in Britain today. Loud, lewd and really not giving a shit who they offend, this punk rock distilled down to its most basic and base format and it's flippin' brilliant frankly. Yeah, they're gonna toast in hell for this and no mistake. But what a bloody glorious way to burn...