from the 7” single, Slash Records, 1978If ever there was an American rocker that truly espoused Neil Young’s sentiment of, “…it’s better to burn out than to fade away…”, Darby Crash was it---baring his needy soul to the masses for a brief, blinding flash of guttural salvation, then promptly overdosing a couple months past his 22nd birthday. This was the group’s second single, and having changed his stage name from Bobby Pyn to Darby Crash, he mockingly rails against cults of personality, “I’m a lexicon devil with a battered brain, and I’m searchin’ for a future, the world’s my aim; so gimmie gimmie your hands, gimmie gimmie your mind…gimmie gimmie this, gimmie gimmie that…” Pat Smear’s guitar playing was full of nuance and style even back then, and Lorna Doom’s bouncing bass sits right upfront in the mix; they got drumming help from The Weirdos’ Nicky Beat, having lost their first drummer, one Donna Rhia…clearly, nicknames were compulsory.
