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Come Recline...with Black Velvet Flag


Download links and information about Come Recline...with Black Velvet Flag by Black Velvet Flag. This album was released in 1995 and it belongs to Rock, Indie Rock, Pop, Alternative genres. It contains 14 tracks with total duration of 35:53 minutes.

Artist: Black Velvet Flag
Release date: 1995
Genre: Rock, Indie Rock, Pop, Alternative
Tracks: 14
Duration: 35:53
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No. Title Length
1. Interview - Jeff 0:17
2. Wasted 2:10
3. Amoeba 3:58
4. Group Sex 1:35
5. Interview - Felice 0:28
6. I Shot JFK 4:04
7. Institutionalized 5:26
8. Interview - Fred 0:25
9. No Values 3:15
10. Media Blitz 2:26
11. I Don't Care About You 2:22
12. Interviews - Fred, Jeff, Felice, Jason 0:41
13. Code Blue 3:55
14. Stepping Stone 4:51



One of the funniest records released this year. Remember the CIRCLE JERKS dressed as lounge entertainers, crooning an insipid Borscht-Belt version of "When the S**t Hits the Fan," in the '83 movie Repo Man? And the punk at the table says, "Damn, I used to like these guys." Well New York City tuxedo trio BVF obviously got the joke. Here they cover some of the angriest late '70s/early '80's L.A. hardcore songs as if Esquivel wrote them for Dean Martin. In addition to the Circle Jerks' "Group Sex," classics by BLACK FLAG ("Wasted," "No Values"), ADOLESCENTS ("Amoeba), GERMS ("Media Blitz"), FEAR ("I Don't Care About You"), T.S.O.L. ("Code Blue"), SUICIDAL TENDENCIES ("I Shot JFK," "Institutionalized"), and THE MONKEES ("Stepping Stone," by way of the SEX PISTOLS, S.O.A., and MINOR THREAT) are all covered in a variety of cocktail jazz/bossanova/Latin styles that suggests lamé suits, smaltz, and Trini Lopez. The seething, pithy lyrics sound hysterically funny this way, and this "live at CBGB" LP is further augmented by witty stage patter, and spot-on sendups of the talking parts on the Decline of the Western Civilization, Vol. I soundtrack LP. That film, which largely brought the original bands to public attention, is further lampooned via the LP title and the hilarious cover shot parody of the Germs' DARBY CRASH comatose on the floor. Have a martini, and mellow out while you hate your hypocritical parents and staid society, maaaannn.