Doctors, 100 Club (Bev Briggs, 1977/78, publication unspecified)
I liked Doctors of Madness
not too sure about the Doctors.
are, and always have been, a bunch of teasers, promising instant
orgasm, but delivering headaches and frustration. Tonight's
set promotes the need for vibrator and/or rubber doll.
I don't have either. I feel badly done to.
night started badly. The Boyfriends as support were a mistake.
The 'too good to be true' Top of the Pops fodder didn't go down
too well. Conveyor belt harmonies with a mass produced keyboard.
too hard to be nice boys - about as entertaining as golden syrup.
As original as Woolworths. Their set was short, no encore -
if nothing else, they are realists.
The Doctors. Kid Strange and co have changed. Visually, no impact.
No blue hair, no, not even black!
metamorphosis inverted. Butterfly back to cocoon. Four weary
black musicians living too long on potential.
God! If only I could have seen them two years ago... now that's
when it all could have happened.
minutes were spent with an enthusiastic delivering of all the
numbers off their forthcoming album.
Strange was isolated out front - whatever happened to the rest
of the band? Urban Blitz, maestro of the electric violin is
fading into the oblivion of a cardboard cut-out. He used to
add guts, now he delivers only whimpers.
new stuff is faster, trying to keep pace with something, but
resulting only in castrating what they used to have.
from the Dead', the joint effort of Mr Strange and TV Smith,
inspired no hallelujahs. 'Bulletin' is a total non-event delivered
live. It's unadulterated trash on a single. 'Sons of Survival'
is the only reason to have any hope for the album... the lyrics
are satisfyingly depressing.
again to the old numbers for those of the faith.
what I've told you. Everything they had is still there. Stoner
is still the bass playing zombie, the 'mercury man', the cadaver
echoing out desolation. Blitz saws out anSOS while Strange contorts,
hate them/I love them. The start was lousy/The end was good.
'Suddenly we're the illegitimate sons of survival'
are they going/Will they succeed? 'Dead on Arrival'.
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