Clash Calling

After I bought the LP, pops me the title and introductory piece with its recently guitar beats and his screams echoing into nothingness full blast into the ear canal. Another opener as already "Janie Jones" on their debut album and "Safe European Home" to "Give 'Em Enough Rope," which immediately grabs you and drags. Then "Brand New Cadilac" come and though I had grown fond of, that sounds just like a bang platelets against this thunder storm.

Then comes "Jimmy Jazz". Huh? What the ISSN? Still pondering what did I just heard rumbles already "Hateful" past me, so that we find ourselves on familiar paths. "Rudie Can not Fail" Although is a Reggae, but already one knows of Clash.

On the second page we hear "Spanish Bombs" (in which the critic Diedrich Diederichsen did not do better than to complain that the Spanish it is wrong), "The Right Profile", "Lost in the Supermarket", etc. and when this page is over, one is actually somewhat surprised, but also ensures that you have just heard a bunch of good music.

This is then further so cheerfully, and I have found that I hear after umpfzigsten time "Lover's Rock" and "Four Horseman" appear somewhat tame now. But they bring with "Revolution Rock", almost a jam session and the longest piece of the plate, again vigorously on. After the plate is finished. No way, there is still something. Again the record sleeve viewed. Nah, there is no song. The answer is that even The Clash song "Train In Vain" had in stock, and they wanted to still have him on the record. But the cover had been completed and it would have been too expensive to change it again. So we left it at that. Only on the CD this was corrected later.

I was at the vocational school and all like-minded people felt that they had seldom heard such a variety of styles on a plate and it was located just agree that you would have least expected from a punk combo. There was even critics who said that "London Calling" the first double album after "Exile On Main Street" would by the Rolling Stones, the justified four disk sides (They were probably just those who have "Exile" panned before, but the only in passing).

In addition to the said variety is the event to "London Calling" at all Joe Strummer. He croaks, sings, cries, babbles and bubbles, that it's a pleasure and stabs Mick Jones, who indeed has the nicer but uninteressantere voice, effortlessly.

Now, as I write this, I listen to "London Calling" just once again and I am sure that was not the last time today.