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Various Artists |
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Vinnie Apicella
The Mullet, also known
as"10-90," "Beaver Paddle," "Ape Drape," "Camaro Pelt," and. Canadian
Passport?" These, among many others, are just a few of the amazing
discoveries you'll make on this latest 35-track trip through ol' school
dreams and adult life damnation. "Kentucky Waterfall?" The list is
endless and is a real crack up by the time you arrive at the end and
realize the resourcefulness or severe retardation that must've been
behind it. One question, is U2 simply too cool now to make this list? I
think Bono's was busting out all over back in the "Bloody Sunday" days,
right? Oh, but wait, are we also talking day in the sun, dead and buried
types for consideration here? Loverboy and Electric Light Orchestra
notwithstanding, there's an exemplary display of yesterday's denim-era
holdovers lighting it up for a new generation of. we'll call 'em
undecideds to play it safe. Yup, the yearbook pictures spring
immediately to mind where the mullet's concerned and funny how they've
all but disappeared in the years that passed since - the yearbooks that
is. For all the not so hidden smirks and scorn flung toward the mullet
and its associative albeit outmoded lifestyle, there was some timeless
music happening that we've since deemed "classic" - and let's face it,
we never really paid attention to the "look" until the advent of MTV,
who gave nary a shit less to the 38 Special's of the world with their
black bearded, blue pick up looks than they did bout The Fixx and Howard
Jones. but then that's for another session. So our so-called style
from which this soundtrack is based applies to barely half of its
noteworthy participants. I mean, can you imagine the guys in ELO with
mullets? Deep Purple? Wait but there's Rick Derringer; didn't he sport
one back in his prime? Did he even have a prime? Did he have a beard?
Then again does anyone care about Rick Derringer's haircut or personal
grooming habits in the first place? Alas, this collection is out to
prove that the mullet look is not simply a look at all but an entire
lifestyle that has seeped well beyond its commonly known trailer park
populous. It's a "safe" mode of haircut that the forty-something's might
still get away with portraying for poker night, or weekend bowling and
beer kegs with Barry and his NHL buddies. to say nothing of the
black-sleeved jerseys that went so damn well with the next day in class
concert recap. And no question, the mullet equals an impassioned
allegiance to the late great and still going legends of the time,
however where the likes of Brownsville Station or The Doobie Bros. are
concerned, I have no excuse. So following on the unlikely momentum
fostered by last spring's "Joe Dirt" flick, the mullet is granted its
just due for the many an old guard well as the newly initiated and
unashamed wearers and superstars that helped create them. Where does
this collection separate itself from the countless numbers of Classic
Rock and outlaw anthem types brandished in the name of sex, drugs, and
drive shafts? Most exploit the idea of "70's Guitar Rock" or the
Psychedelic Hippie shit that ran amok among the wild Mississippi and
settled somewhere South of the I-95 border but generally too cool to
include Squier, Loverboy, Derringer, and Toto. "Mullets Rock!" is a
welcome exploitation for the underserved community of Friday night
fighters crusading to further rights of an unevolved phenomenon that's
strapped in for another free ride down the freight hauler highway to
hell.
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