Supercharger's
Goes Way Out gained instant access into the trash rock pantheon. From the recorded in a kitchen sound and ringing guitar feedback sequels to the bratty singing and pissed-off lyrics, this album is like a guidebook on playing and recording minimalist punk rock. Starting out with a loud B-movie warning of alien invasion, the album assaults the senses with low-budget riffs and a 1950s rock sound that has a gutbucket level honesty proving this power trio's members are purists at heart. Cynical anger drips off the crudely tuned guitars and the subject matter of tunes like "You Irritate Me," "Buzz Off," "Bailin' Out," and "Get Out of My House" sounds like a domestic argument on COPS. The brilliance of
Goes Way Out is its rhythmic intensity. Harnessing the snarl of the overdriven guitar sound, they throttle the songs by driving them with chunky poppy power chords. Opting for a mistakes-be-damned, balls-out approach, the energy level equals the volume on each track and covers many blemishes with raw enthusiasm. When
Supercharger locks in on the song "Cindy Lou" with its pumping tempo, they are channeling a primal energy that fuels all great rock & roll performances. The one musical technique that
Supercharger possesses on this release is the band is tight. The crisp togetherness easily sells their simplicity as a tough and spirited sound. Like
the Ramones and
the New York Dolls, they find freedom in their limitations, and
Goes Way Out further champions the cause of the anti-musician's musician. ~ Chris Larry