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D.Y.S.- Brotherhood Mini-LP (X-Claim Records, USA, 1983)

I couldn’t resist, so here’s the first 12er by the D.Y.S. (Department of Youth Services).
Musically not as perfect, but in a way just as enjoyable as SSD (or maybe more so; totally depends on the mood I’m in) and lyrically from about the same caliber, only that D.Y.S. were a bit more outspokenly misogynistic. S.O.A.’s “Girl Trouble” was the start and then we had “The Girl’s got Limits” by D.Y.S. Where could it possibly get from there? Just look at the bullshit they sell you as “Hardcore” since the Revelation Records days.
In defense of D.Y.S. one could say that the guys were very young when they recorded this and Dave Smalley made a considerable turn when he re-appeared as singer of Dag Nasty. Maybe this and the fact that D.Y.S. destroyed their own image with only the second and final release so completely, makes “Brotherhood” all in all a bit more enjoyable for me. It’s just raw and childish.
The record opens up with, well, “Open up”. That riff just fucking kills me: How could a Hardcore song be possibly better than this? And how miserably HERESY failed in covering this song (but then again, all of HERESY’s cover version always sucked the big one). “More than a Fashion” and “Circle Storm” are devastating again, so full of juvenile power and of a freshness that just makes you feel good and fresh yourself. “City to City” is a bit tamer, but again with a great riff and again pretty reminiscent of the über-fathers NEGATIVE FX. “Girl’s got Limits”, well, scrap that, flip the record over and “Brotherhood” blasts off like is no tomorrow. “Yellow” picks things right up where they were left – the vocal line in this song always makes me circle dance in my living room, so much that there’s actually a one inch deep circle dancing – track in my ceiling from going wild to “Yellow”. It looks a bit like in that “Conan The Barbarian” movie, with the wheel of pain and stuff, you know. “Stand proud” is a tad weaker, but then “Insurance Risk” again rips shit up. “Escape” tries to imitate SSD’s “How much Art” – and fails. Is there any tongue-in-cheekness about this song that I in my idiocy just don’t get?

The history of Boston HC in X-Claim album titles could read as follows: “The Kids will have their Say!” – “Ah, get it away!” – “Brotherhood!” – “Seriously, is this my World?” -“Well, it’s my America!”. “You might as well kill for Christ, for gawdssake.”

Open up.mp3
More than a Fashion.mp3
Circle Storm.mp3
City to City.mp3
(The Girl’s got) Limits.mp3
Stand proud.mp3
Insurance Risk.mp3