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1.
Lookin' After No. 1
2. Neon Heart
3. Joey's On The Street Again
4. Never Bite The Hand That Feeds
5. Mary Of The 4th Form
6. (She'Ss Gonna) Do You In
7. Close As You'll Ever Be
8. I Can Make It If You Can
9. Kicks Ensign
Records - August 1977- Produced by Robert John Lange
Recorded at Dieter Dierk's Studios, Stommen, Koin, West Germany
Additional
Tracks on Remaster - Released February 2005 Universal
Records
10.
Oh Yeah - 1975 Demo
11. My Blues Away - 1975 Demo
12. Sad Boys - 1975 Demo
13. Fanzine Hero - 1975 Demo
14. Bare Footin' - Live In Moran's Hotel Dublin 1975
15. Mary Of The 4th Form - Single Version
Sleeve
Notes from the remastered CD release
THE
BOOMTOWN RATS by CHARLES SHAAR MURRAY
Boomtown
Rats: the band's name says it all. Parasites amid
prosperity, rodents on the make in the sewers of power, a great
band name from an era of great band names.As much as Clash
or Damned or Sex Pistols - or Stranglers, Buzzcocks and Lurkers
- the name forever tags the band as part of the class of
'77, when the barbarians finally arrived at the gates of an
increasingly stratified and stultifying Rock City.
Freshly arrived from Ireland and ready to make some noise and
cause some trouble, like they had back home, the Rats didn't
conform precisely to the notional orthodoxies of punk, but
then neither did many other bands at the forefront of what
those who were scared of the uncompromising term 'punk' later
bowdlerised to New Wave. You weren't allowed to have long
hair! The Ramones did. Guitar solos verboten! The defence calls
Television. Facial hair a capital offence! Two members of The
Stranglers are in mortal danger. Age police on the prowl for
wrinklies on the run! Cells await Ian Dury, Knox from The
Vibrators and most of The Stranglers. Pedal steel guitars and
country music too inextricably linked with Laurel Canyon
coke-hippies and snooze-inducing Mellow Mafia singer/songwriterismo.
Elvis Costello, you're busted.
Go back and check out photos and film clips of the early days
of punk, and you find a broad church: a startling variety of
look and sound which was only retrospectively flattened into
the two-dimensional stereotype of leather jacket, mohican,
bondage pants and ramalamadolequeue lyrics. When the Rats were
first hitting the club circuit attempting to carve out their
very own rat-shaped niche, there was still plenty of room for
an Irish sextet who (a) included a keyboard player, (b) trumpeted
their desire to 'get rich, get famous and get laid' and (c)
featured a hyperactive, aggressively literate vocalist who
delighted in using interviews as a platform for extended verbal
savagings of their peers.
Ah yes, Mr Geldof. Long before he was anointed as Saint Bob,
he rejoiced in the rather less elevated soubriquet of 'Modest'
Bob. He acquired this particular nickname right at the outset
of the Rats' rise to fame, just as Looking After Number One
was first beginning to trouble the charts. One of the red-top
tabloids ran an interviewette with Geldof under the inspired
headline of 'King Rat!' Unfortunately, the piece was
illustrated with a rather fetching photo depicting guitarist
Garry Roberts posing with a winsome white rat perched on his
leather-jacketed shoulder. The NME gleefully pointed out this
appalling error, adding 'we're sure Modest Bob Geldof
won't mind.'
And 'Modest' Bob he remained for quite some time.

The early Rats battled their way to the upper echelons of
the new scene by dint of solid, punchy riff-based rock dynamics
and a frenetic, all-action stage show garnished with visual
gimmicks and Geldof’s inimitable between-song rants. At one
Marquee gig, the club was sardine-can rammed at the height
of summer and oxygen was in such short supply that a bare-chested,
sweat-drenched Geldof passed out on stage. Revived in the
dressing-room, he returned to the fray to deliver an epic tirade
of the kind later familiar to millions, denouncing the
Marquee's management for being too fokkin' cheap to install
any fokkin' air-conditioning.
The original pre-punk Boomtown Rats, who came together in
Ireland during the mid-seventies via the usual process of a
bunch of musically-inclined mates (and mates of mates) with
energy to burn and time on their hands gradually coalescing into
a functioning band, started out with a love of rhythm and blues
and pitched themselves, according to Geldof, 'somewhere
between the Faces and the Feelgoods.' On their first album -
this one, for those of you not paying attention - the R&B
group is clearly discernible just beneath the punk veneer.
Indeed, on tracks like the roistering and only mildly
misogynistic shuffle She's Gonna Do You In, the R&B
content blatantly practices the fine art of surfacing.
In fact, She's Gonna Do You In was originally pegged as the
Rats' first single. Fortunately for all concerned, its
revved-up pub-rock boogie was soon elbowed in favour of the
soon-to-be-anthemic Looking After Number One. The track had
originally appeared on a Phonogram compilation entitled New Wave
alongside contribvutions from The Ramones, Dead Boys and a few
hastily-licensed tracks from other labels. The interest it
attracted there - from your correspondent, among others - led
to its emergence on 45, and an NME Single Of the Week nomination.
As a new band's first single, Looking After Number One was an
impressive indicator of both the Rats' agenda and their
capabilities. Simon Crowe's road-drill drumming, Pete
Briquette's hammering bass and the snarling, crunchy guitars
of Garry Roberts and Gerry Cott (with Johnny Fingers' piano in
there somewhere) provided an instant wake-up-and-dance alarm
call as well as a sturdy platform for Geldof's obsessive
wordplay (the verse which juxtaposes barely-rewritten quotes
from Johns Lennon and Donne is a particular delight), restless
ambition and decidedly individual take on individualism. My
definitive mental image of the Rats as a hard-rocking punk band
on the way up (as opposed to their brief but eventful reign as
the biggest pop group in Britain) is of a sweating, spitting
punk audience, arms waving and fingers pointing, chanting,
'I-I-I don't wanna be like YOU!' at and along with a
berserk racehorse-lathered Geldof during the climax of a
sold-out club gig.
Actually, that's not quite true. Your humble servant's
defining Rats moment came at their first big open-air gig,
appearing down-bill from Thin Lizzy (and Graham Parker & The
Rumour, and Horslips, but above The Radiators From Space) at
Dublin's Dalymount Stadium. Geldof had invited me to jam with
them on harmonica during (you guessed it) She's Gonna Do You
In. The combination of a somewhat over-demonstrative performance
style and an inconveniently trailing microphone leaded resulted
in a spontaneous A-over-T tumble which almost resulted in the
demolition of poor Mr Crowe's drum kit. Fortunately, I managed
both to turn it into a forward roll back to a perpendicular
position and to keep playing. Geldof was furious. He thought
I'd done it on purpose to upstage him.
The
fact that the Rats were originally called The Nitelife Thugs
may provide a clue to much of the content of that first album,
loaded as it is with grimly picaresque urban fables of
alienation and violence. Neon Heart, Joey's On The Streets
Again and Close As You'll Ever Be all, in their different
ways, point the way to Rat Trap and I Don’t Like Mondays, but
only the second single Mary Of The Fourth Form (part of a long,
if not entirely honourable, blues-rock tradition of underage
fetishization which stretches from Sonny Boy Williamson's Good
Morning Little Schoolgirl to The Police's Don't Stand So
Close To Me) betrays any indication of how thoroughly the band
were about to hone their knack for maniacally hooky pop. This
record, in an era of great first albums, remains one of the
classic best but by the time 1977 had become 1978, the Rats had
become an entirely different kettle of fish. No more sweaty
spitty punk gigs for these boys. Modest Bob and his cohorts had
springboarded off R 'n B punk to aspire to the toppermost of
the poppermost.
Do you remember the
first time?
A Retrospective Look At the Rats Albums 2005
by David Clancy
It
was a long time coming, but 7th February 2005 was a very
special date in the hearts of a few poor souls who relish
the work of the power pop punk paddies, aka The Boomtown
Rats. Universal wisely, have re-released all of the Boomtown
Rats back catalogue on CD. Looked upon by the scribes
who write our pop and rock history as a bunch of punk
light weights, the Boomtown Rats are not loved and revered
as frequently as their musical contemporaries The Pistols,
The Jam, The Clash. This maybe justified, maybe not.
But one of the regular contributors to this site is David Clancy, who has
taken time out to produce reviews for us of the back catalogue of material
for which we are extremely grateful. (IMG bobgeldof.info). You will find
each of David's reviews on the relevant release page.
The
Boomtown Rats
1. Looking After No. 1
2. Mary Of The 4th Form
3. Close As You'll Ever Be
4. Neon Heart
5. Joey's On The Streets Again
6. I Can Make It If You Can
7. Never Bite The Hand That Feeds
8. (She's Gonna) Do You In
9. Kicks
10. Oh Yeah - Doin' It Right
11. My Blues Away
12. Sad Boys - A Second Time
13. Fanzine Hero
14. Bare Footin'
15. Mary Of The 4th Form
Back in 1977, a group I’d never heard of released an album that I was
to hear a lot of. It wasn’t until late 1978 that I bought and heard The
Boomtown Rats first LP. Maybe it was just as well, as it was the sort of album
that would appeal to a fourteen year old schoolboy aspiring to a life of driving
a second-hand Capri, and spending his nights on the tiles! I knew some of the
songs from seeing the Rats live and hearing the first couple of singles, so
it wasn’t entirely virgin territory.
Looking After No. 1 was
the Boomtown Rats debut single, and ultimately proved to be the
antithesis of its writer. A manifesto of selfish youth, claiming
the dole and grabbing all you can. Still perhaps the most urgent
song the Rats ever made from the opening drum roll to the "I’m
gonna be like ME! " sign off, there is precious little time
to catch breath, and the only respite from the selfishness is
to put down the listener with a sneering "I don’t
wanna be like YOU, at all!!" . There’s also a fabulous
seamless guitar solo in the midst of a four chord romp. So now,
who was it that said "Don’t give me charity!"?
Mary of the Fourth Form was
the second single but differs on the album. This bluesier track
centres on the teenage temptress Mary, pre-empting Don't Stand
So Close to Me’s pupil-teacher affair. She also toys with
the boys in the pool hall, picking her flame to keep her burning
through the night. Given my experience of fourth form, this was
predominately wild fantasy on the part of Geldof! A track that
sleazes along like early Feelgood, it still stands out as one
of the best singles of the seventies.
Joey's on the Street Again is
Rat Trap mark one, a big ballad like epic, tracing Joey's life
from a lad around town, through marriage, his tragic death and
aftermath, whose rising crescendo leads into one of the greatest
sax solos/fade outs ever captured on record. There are obvious
Springsteen comparisons, but this is probably the number one
record that the Rats didn't have, preferring to not follow up
Rat Trap with it.
Death, or more precisely attempted
suicide, rears its ugly head again in Neon Heart.
Lyrically, it's all over the place, like a drunken night on the
town, but has a great riff throughout and some typically Rattish
answering of the verses. There was also some great guitar work
by Gerry Cott, a sign of things to come.
Heavily influenced by Dr. Feelgood, (She's
Gonna) Do You In is a great track which was a live
favourite, when the Rats were touring with Tonic For The Troops.
The comedown to near silence followed by the eruption of noise,
loses a lot on record and does not have the same impact as
hearing it live. Nevertheless, the sneering disrespectful attitude
and Geldof's harmonica skills really make this work and its
many changes of pace make it a stand out.
Close As You'll Ever Be also
follows the suicidal theme, but is lightened by the thought of
a perving Geldof being chased by a jealous boyfriend. Similar
to (She's Gonna) Do You In, with its changes in pace and loud
rocking guitars, this is another track that sounded far better
live, especially when Pete Briquette's driving bass kicks in
That is not to detract from the fact that this is still a great
track on vinyl. A live version was captured on the B-side of
Dave many years later.
Never Bite the Hand That
Feeds goes off to the Dublin suburbs, not unlike (Watch
Out For) The Normal People. A father's lament on his daughter
growing up, but who turns out just like anyone one else. The
song features another great guitar break from Cott. A more
up and at them song, than many of the others on the album.
Unusually personal for Geldof, I
Can Make It If You Can, is something very heartfelt.
Shades of Angie by the Stones, this is one of the Rats greatest
moments where you can really feel the emotion coming through.
Fingers' tinkling piano comes to the fore, as does the lingering
guitar solo. Only Fall Down of their later work would compare
in terms of emotional exposure.
From a personal point of view, Kicks was
probably the stand out track when I got the album, expressing
the frustrations of a sixteen year old, finding it hard to score,
wanting to be a movie, rock or soccer star, and not being able
to buy smokes or drinks. Not entirely unlike my own life then!
Crashing chords and a real wig-out at the end make this a fine
conclusion to a great album.
There are many dark themes in this
album, and although you can hear the influences such as the Stones
and Dr. Feelgood, it is unmistakably the Boomtown Rats. Lacking
some of the lightness of touch of Tonic for the Troops, the general
rawness lends itself to a more night time and urban feel. Rat
Trap and possibly (Watch Out For) The Normal People would be
the only later songs that would have worked with this collection,
even Living on an Island would be considered too lightweight
to be on here!
This album has stood the test of
time better than practically everything from the Boomtown Rats
post-I Don't Like Mondays, due to it having a more classic garage
rock, R'n'B feel. It certainly stands side-by-side with Tonic
for the Troops as essential listening, and as far as debut albums
are concerned, very few compare to this in terms of quality.
Personally, I think it’s
a close second to Tonic for the Troops as greatest album of the
1970s. So much for objectivity!
CD Review
Unquestionably of all the re-releases this is the most essential. The album
was never released on CD until now. Though some tracks have appeared elsewhere,
it is the first time stand outs like Kicks and (She's Gonna) Do You In have
made it to the silver disc. There are also previously unreleased demo tracks
from 1975, and two tracks from single releases. The only notable omission
from the era is Born To Burn which was the second b-side on both Lookin'
After No. 1 and the 1994 re-release of Mondays.
The extras from the demos unashamedly
show some key influences.
Oh Yeah starts
with a guitar from Chuck Berry’s You Never Can Tell, and
then turns into something the early Stones would have been proud
of. That very distinct lyrical guitar solo from Gerry Cott is
there as well.
Kicking in with a Wilco Johnson-like
guitar riff and harmonica, My Blues Away echoes
early Dr. Feelgood. Ultimately it comes out as a fast paced (She’s
Gonna) Do You In even down to the Harmonica break in the middle
of the song and the obligatory R’n’B guitar solo.
Another prototype here in the shape
of Sad Boys which sounds like I Can Make it
if you Can, more influence from the Stones this time from the
Exile on Main Street/Goats Head Soup era in the early seventies.
Piano and Hammond to the fore, and a great guitar solo. Plenty
of nice harmonies off the lead vocal.
As urgent as Lookin’ After
No. 1, Fanzine Hero launches off immediately
at a breakneck speed. And then suddenly, the song comes down
a honky tonk piano solo, straight out of the Jools Holland repertoire
before it starts off again with an almost country-like guitar
solo and then back to the relentless drive of the song.
It is extraordinary that such good
tracks never saw the light of day back in 1977, though the material
on the debut album is so strong, that is understandable, especially
as there was no more than about 40 minutes to play with on a
conventional vinyl LP.
The single version of Mary
of the Fourth Form is longer than the LP version.
The most notable difference is the drum roll intro, and the
shortened guitar solo. There are some other subtle production
differences, and if push comes to shove, it does sound better
than the LP version.
Finally, there’s Bare
Footin’ which was one of the B-sides of Lookin’ After
No. 1. It takes the Robert Parker track and pushes it as fast
as it can go. The break implores everyone to get on their feet,
and it’s a great cover.
The extras combine make this an
indispensable CD. Five tracks showcase the origins of the Rats
sounds and the other completes the story of the Rats prior to
Tonic for the Troops. Well, except for Born To Burn that is!
Given that it is about twenty years since CDs became freely available,
it has been a long wait. This release does justify the wait. |