Listening to their first eponymous album, named after the band, is like going down to the hell that was living in the outskirts of any big city and in this case that was the outskirts of Barcelona; small villages turning overnight into big towns because of immigration, where surviving became an everyday adventure. The band's lyrics reported all this, "Bienvenidos A Las Cloacas" (Welcome to the Sewers) or "Curriqui De Barrio" (Slums Worker) touched the hearts of any son of the inland immigration, who could see no future for themselves. Whereas other peer groups were busy singing aloud to all directions about system's oppression or about being victims of police repression and the constant calls to anarchy, La Trapera (The Rag Gang) tackled the conflict with straightforward lyrics, hitting where it hurt most and touching the hearts of everyone undergoing problems such as unemployment, crime, delinquency or urban violence, with the same strength as could be delivered by writer Vázquez Montalbán in "Los Mares Del Sur" (Southern Seas) or Paco Candel in "Donde La Ciudad Cambia De Nombre" (Where the City Changes Name), but told with the anger of someone suffering it in own flesh and blood.

Weight: 160.00 g

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Weight: 120.00 g

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Re-recorded versions of prime BLUE OYSTER CULT material, never released before, recorded in some point in 1983, for a special TV studio session. The selection here is largely culled from their golden years. This version of “This Ain’t The Summer of Love” might have been surpassed by that of Solna’s Screaming Dizbusters but it still smarts. Some bugger has shuffleplay-like stuck “Godzilla” in the middle of “Flaming Telepaths” and “Astronomy” with no respect for it’s previous suite-like tension but what the hey. This is a credible take on the original hootch. There’s no chicken and egg type deal to deal with here then. These are reconstituted highlights from a combo that steered me well.  BLUE  OYSTER CULT were and, on some occasions are, still it. They swing and swung some of the finest riffola ever amped beyond 11. They were punk rock in their day and the sonic quasi-metal equivalent of what would eventually come to be known as a David Lynch movie. Brothers Bloom, Dharma and co. took us to other dimensions unfettered by the dungeon and dragoned-up lame-oids that would follow.

Weight: 60.00 g

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This split album was the debut of two young bands from Spain. BONGOLOCOS hail from the Basque Country, and half drum-kit and a cheap guitar is all they need to create their very own dirty fast and vital rock’n’roll. They of course love The Cramps and all the “Back From the Grave” stuff. KING TRASH FANDANGO don’t need a bass player either. They come from the Canary Islands, so the african beat pumps thru their vicious veins!. Oblivians, J.S. Blues Explosion, or Pussy Galore are among their favs.

Weight: 95.00 g

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