Full Blown Dave

FULL BLOWN DAVE, A Western Front’s loudest release, featuring Full Blown Sound (R), was largely inspired by the 18-th century poem of the same name. The poem has been attributed to Sir Thomas Rampling Cluxton, who founded a utopian colony on the Greek island of Bathos in 1793. There, he and his thirty-two followers enjoyed relative health and harmony, and freedom from religious expectoration. The group did away with most institutions: there were no marriages, no laws, no church, no government, and very few executions. In the evenings, it was to the groups liking to eat grubs while gathered around “Dave,” a free slave from Patagonia whose head “was shaped like an anvil.” Dave shouted out songs and lashed at metal objects with his tongue, forehead, and elbows, and otherwise made a tremendous racket, dressed in whatever clothes the women had hurled at him.

Cluxton’s utopia lasted six days. But it was, in the words of one follower “a long time.”

It is in the spirit of such outrageous crap that A Western Front expels from its musical gizzard sixteen songs (and 63 minutes) of swaggering, noisy, naively frank or openly ironic crunch-and-squeal. Many of these tunes have choruses that you can sing alo ng with. FULL BLOWN DAVE is a smacky, phlegmatic, goobery record that will make proud the joyful and lumpy Daves of this world and will make children of all ages chirp and bellow. 

A Western Front has out-lasted most things. They’ve been together for years and have recorded CD’s, LP’s and 45’s. They’ve lived and worked in such high fashion cities as London, Los Angeles, New York and Los Gatos. They’ve been dubbed “The Popular One” y an assortment of hair-dressers and businessmen. They’ve eaten more candy corn in one sitting than any musical outfit around. They wash it all down with gin.