THE EDITED PRESS RELEASE: “After meeting side-stage at David Bowie’s 1973 final Ziggy Stardust show at the Hammersmith Odeon in London, PC Bullshit and Max Blastic masterminded the rise and fall of Max Creeps on a working cattle-boat back to Seattle, Washington.
Early gigs at The Masque in Hollywood became things of legend in late 1975. MC were soon touted in Tinseltown by the likes of Pat Smear, Cheryl Tiegs, Paul Lynde, Charo and Efrem Zimbalist Jr. The easy access to drugs and the partying high-life took its toll of both P.C. and Max, as they soon found themselves planted in the Betty Ford Clinic after a taut misunderstanding with the L.A. City Council on just whose city Los Angeles was. Thus began the long-standing dislike by Max Creeps, of all cities, big or small.
Following the lengthy stint in rehab, on release the Creeps were astounded to find all of their music they played live at The Masque had been ripped off. Something that was now being called “punk rock,” had its clear roots in those early gigs. From The Sex Pistols, The Clash, The Germs, into Devo and Wire, these albums that were direct rip offs of all of the Max Creeps songs. This has denied them hundreds of dollars in royalties … but not much more can be said about that here, as many lawsuits are pending.
And let’s not forget the suit between PC Bullshit and Max Blastic over $226 from a 30-year-old gas bill. Fuck. Thankfully, this age-old gas dispute between these icons has at long last been put to bed, and they have hit the studio after decades of false starts. They chose to record their second album first, and called it Nein. Their debut record, yet to be recorded, will follow in 2023.
Says Blastic: “I feel we’ve made the record we meant to have made back in the day, if the topics seem familiar, well, WE WROTE THEM FIRST. I don’t actually REMEMBER what the songs are about but I KNOW we were the first and the best. We were and are ALWAYS the first and best.”
There’s a LOT to like within these grooves, a lot of “telling it like it is,” from the rousing opener Burn It Down through the historically accurate closer Hung, Drawn and Quartered. They speak frankly to the younger generation with Get A Life and Buy Something Everyday, and to the corrupt politicians with Citywide Shit and Your Days Are Numbered. Not to be pigeonholed as a duo of bad-news-tellers, they have a Party Anthem and have lived through at least one Summer Of Fun. Fake news is plainly illuminated in The Internet Killed Me.
Says Blastic: “At that point, it was plain to see…”
Concludes Bullshit: “Fuuuuuuck you!!!!!!!”
