Hunt it down. Find it. Buy it. Listen to it. Worship it. Laugh with it. Sleep with it. Cry with it... Make babies.
If you're new to the church of Fear, most assjacks tell you to just go in chronological order of their releases and appreciate their contributions to the late late 70's and early 80's LA punk/core scene, with their quasi-offensive and silly-with-a-fist combative nature. However, I have to call shenanigans on that jazz, cuz I whole-spleenly feel that you should just fuck out the middle man and skip right to the gnarspot (affectionately known as the G-spot). Everyone knows that when a live record is done right, the songs are a little more energetic, a little faster, a little rougher, and a little louder. And if you're a lucky shit, you get some variations on the originally recorded material, some between-song banter, and an altogether more lively, acidic experience... Duh, gurl... And obviously, when done wrong, you get 90% of the live albums you can go pick up at your local Circuit Shitty.
This one, my sea-legged brethren, thankfully falls in the former... that delicious 10% of live albums that gets the job done, and done, and then some, dumdum. The reason I push you to pick this one up first, speaking as if knowing you are some newcomer to this forgotten gem (cuz who we kidding, we both know you are, sillypants), is because this powerhouse o' powerviolence is packed to the gums with 19 tunes that each wanna make me do 19 separate spastic jigs like I have 19 separate spastic colons when they come on. And you got some spanning shit on here! It's like a modern day best of the litter! And not only this, like stated above, shit's more energetic, faster, rougher, and louder... And Lee Ving's crooning snarl is so much more endearing when it's not polished and packaged.
But probably the most bang for the buck comes from the between-jam chatterboxing, from the band and from the crowd. This recording, which went out live on the radio back en la dia, has horribly-delivered jokes, as well as horrible jokes delivered quite well... but some of the best shits comes from randoms in the crowd who have some of the sharpest wit I've ever heard, and that's saying a lot when talking about a gaggle of some dumb punks crammed into some dumb hole in the wall for a Fear show... Check out the vid below for an example of a good ol' Fear live set...
Fear - "I Love Livin' in the City" (live) [taken from The Decline of Western Civilization]
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