Years from now or even minutes from now when someone, say a potential employer, does a search on my name in Google or whatever, thereâ€™s the distinct possibility that one of the results that will come back will be the one Iâ€™m typing presently on the CHILD MOLESTERS. Such is the Faustian bargain that one must strike with the Information Age. Iâ€™d like to make it known that I only endorse said bandâ€™s name for its potential, probably now past, to shock and confound the bourgeoisie â€“ which Iâ€™m certain was its aim when these Los Angeles-based art cretins launched it on the world in the late 70s. Possibly by now you may already have a sense of the band; Forced Exposure magazine brought this punk-era combo new life in the late 80s with a slavishly adulatory series of articles, soon followed in the early 90s by reissues of their work both legitimate and illegitimate. I bought them all. Some aged better than others, but the one track that still slays me is this one from their posthumously released â€œThe Legendary Brown Albumâ€ called â€œSnake-Eyed Donkey, Fish-Eyed Snakeâ€. Chugging Beefheart worship drives this rambunctious bit of mouth-breathing, remedial, low-down dirty blues, and I get the heebie jeebies every time I play it. Likely recorded in the early 80s, as the band ceased production in 1982. This is some real late 20th century black snake moan, and I invite you to hear it or own it by clicking the link below.
Play or Download THE CHILD MOLESTERS â€“ â€œSnake Eyed Donkey, Fish-Eyed Snakeâ€ (from 1994 LP/CD â€œThe Legendary Brown Albumâ€)