The Germs
M.I.A
(The Complete Anthology)
Slash Records.

  I'm fairly sober right now. But not for long. It's for the same
reason everyone stayed away from me at work. Why?  Because today,
Slash records finally saw fit to realease the Germs (studio AND
live) on CD. Everything is on this godamn thing. Oh, fuck this,
There's no way I can write this revew sober. I'll be back...

(A few drugs later....)

  "Oh god, he's got the Germs CD" my girlfreind said to me as I
bounced through the door. All I could talk about today, was the
fact that I got it. I finally got it. I finnally was able to
replace every fucking record that my ex has stolen from me. I was
happy. 


  A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting in a shithole hole of a bar
(the only reason I go there, is because of the fact that the
alcohol is cheap, and they got a great juke box) when "Shutdown"
came on. My companions had to peel me off of the godamn jukebox.
They had to. It was either that or I would end up in jail for
breaking open the jukebox to get at that gem. I would've too.
Several years ago, I was working at this Deli, with a lame excuse
for a human who barly had a clue as to where he was. One day he
casually told me that his roomate had a copy of What we do is
secret." Not the thing you want to tell a person with germs burns
up and down his arm. A couple of weeks later, he wanted to know if
I would subsitute for him, while he went to a Robert Plant concert.
"Sure," I said "On one condition" "What's that?" he asked. "I want
that Germs Ep" "You got to be Kidding!!!!" "No EP, no concert" Two
days later, I was the proud owner of a stolen Germs EP. I make no
bones about it. If some moron owns Germs memorabilia and doesn't
appreciate what they have, I will rip it off from them. To me, the
Germs are not  just another band, they are THE band. They are the
only band that ever mattered. You can keep your Clash, Sex Pistols,
Ministry, etc. Darby Crash wrote such prose and did things that I
can only DREAM of. 

  The Germs were the only band with Balls. They went out and did
it. Period. No excuses, no talent. No nothing. They just fucking
did it, and that's all that mattered. End of story. 

  Because of Darby, I am what I am. Before Darby, I was a shy quiet
human being. Now I'm a shy quiet asshole. Darby Crash changed me.
After the germs nothing was the same. I realized the importance of
the capablity of being able to re-invent ones self over and over.
What anyone else thought of me was irrelevent. The only thing that
mettered in  the world was myself, and the Germs.

"SO HOW'S THE FUCKING CD SOUND!!!!!" Fuck off. If you can't
appreciate the Germs, then the only thing that you really deserve
is a slow painful death.