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PLASMATICS- Butcher Baby 7″EP (Vice Squad, USA, 1978)

Malcolm McLaren had done it in the UK and Rod Swenson in the U.S. – however obscene you might find today’s casting shows, you should never forget that in a way, the casting idea had played quite a role in the early days of Punk. THE PLASMATICS basically were put together by Swenson – or better yet, the band had been built around Wendy O. Williams. Or better yet: Around the body of hers.

When in the case of the SEX PISTOLS, Punk was threatening and intelligent, the PLASMATICS were not much more than a rather daft outfit. Wendy’s role, sexually outrageous and violent, was definitely of unseen before dimensions, but other than that, the PLASMATICS had little to offer. Blowing up cars on stage, cutting down guitars or t.v. sets and other forms of ritual destruction of goods (a Punk Potlatch) were quite a spectacle in the late 70s / early 80s, but as soon as the band adapted the “Mad Max” outfit (mistaken as Punk), the whole scheme became really ludicrous.

I liked the PLASMATICS a lot when I was a kid and I had tried everything to see them live when they played Switzerland in 1981 (in the Volkshaus in Zurich – the PLASMATICS concert ended in rioting and destruction and became famous as the last Punk show at this venue) and needless to say, I liked them best when they turned more and more Metal. Nowadays I’m a it more sceptical about them. Some of the music is good and Wendy’s voice is truly unique. The combination of both Punk and Metal was there from the very start and added a lot of power.
In early April 1998, Wendy had been missing for a few days and, believe it or don’t, it was Rod Swenson himself who found her in the back of her house. She had blown her brains out.

This is the first, selfproduced version of the first PLASMATICS EP. It was repressed in 1980 on Stiff Records, with different cover, different version of “Butcher Baby” and a different b-side (one might say, it was all different,haha). Every single PLASMATICS record was available on colored vinyl (often multicolored), this didn’t really occur to me until recently. And yes, my vinyl is very, very noisy. I even tried and bought another copy for a quality upgrade, but guess what. A “ex” record turned out to be a fucked up as my previous one.
Oh yeah – here’s the infamous Lemmy & Wendy O. 7″.

Butcher Baby.mp3
Fast Food Service (live).mp3
Concrete Shoes (live).mp3