Undoubtedly the toast of Lincoln, Nebraska, Charlie Burton went on to put out several records over the years. This was his first and, despite it's release in 1977, isn't quite Punk, but it's close and reminds me somewhat of Rokker. As usual, I had no idea what this thing was when I found it, but I was intrigued by the cover art and, at first, I thought it was a bunch of dudes pretending to be drunk, throwing up in five gallon buckets. However, upon closer inspection, I realized they were actually pretending to huff industrial-sized containers of glue, instantly raising this thing a notch or two in my grading criteria. Based on the autographed cover, some guy named "Fred" didn't get his world rocked by this thing, seeing as I found it in a junk pile, but I think it's OK. The A-side certainly rocks in a bonehead, head-bopping way to which I am highly impartial, and the flip is decent blues / rockabilly-influenced hard rock. I haven't heard all their stuff, but it seems like all their material was respectable power poop or hard rock.
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