Review #47: Ramones, Ramones
#47: Ramones, Ramones
This was a delightful album to be caught in traffic to. I was just outside Indianapolis, a city I don’t live anywhere near, so I felt free enough to truly jam. HEY. HO. LET’S GO. I was just like that one truck driver in Pet Semetary. I could literally see people in other cars laughing at me.
Maybe part of the reason I had such a blast is because I was suddenly struck with an extremely visceral memory of my now-roommate, then-best-friend buying this CD at Borders. It was a short drive back from the mall to her house but we managed to get through the whole album. This album is just a collection of two-minute-long songs with shitty guitar parts and barely any lyrics. Is there anything better?
FAVORITE SONGS:
“Blitzkrieg Bop” — HEY. HO. LET’S GO. I think that bears repeating: HEY. HO. LET’S GO.
“Beat On The Brat” — My roommate does a really excellent impression of Joey Ramone when she sings this song.
“Judy Is A Punk” — I’m preternaturally disposed to love all songs about punk girls.
“I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend” — Joey Ramone, I accept.
“Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue” — Hahahahahaha.
“I Don’t Wanna Go Down To The Basement” — Apparently this is about the horror movie trope of idiots going into basements but personally I relate to this song because I really was afraid of going down to the basement when I was a kid. There’s something down there!
“Loudmouth” — You better shut it up/I’m gonna beat you up. This album review probably has a higher word count then the sum total of non-repeated lyrics on this album.
“Havana Affair” — Is this a spy punk fantasy? Amazing.
“Let’s Dance” — Almost as fun as David Bowie’s “Let’s Dance.”
“I Don’t Wanna Walk Around With You” — So why you wanna walk around with me?
“Today Your Love, Tomorrow The World” — This one feels like they’re sweating through their leather jackets a little bit. I’m glad that this album begins and ends with shouty choruses.
LEAST FAVORITE SONGS:
“Listen to My Heart” — I’ll be honest, I hate the way he says Heart. Yaaaart? Really?
“53rd & 3rd” — I was neutral on this song until that one guy starts singing in the middle. Whoever that is should stop.
IS RS FULL OF IT?
NO. HEY. HO. LET’S GO.
