Obviously, when not busy trying to take back the night, "Charles Bronson" sat around at home making some primitive, phased, cheapo punk, writing songs about all the creeps on the street ("Streets Without Creeps", "What Do You Do When Your Son Is a Creep"), all the greedheads that interfere with his work plans ("Paul Kersey Architect"), and how to blow all the said creeps off the street (yes, "Rocket Launcher"). Aquarius Records, carrying the disc, says on their site: "Definitely something you hear on WFMU at 3AM."
Bronson: "Punk Rock Creeps" (MP3)
Ha ha ha what, is this guy like the Anti-Iggy Pop or something?
Posted by: drinks-after-worker | July 04, 2008 at 01:20 AM