Dead Kennedys / Plastic Surgery Disasters + In God We Trust, Inc.
Artist Dead Kennedys
Album Title: Plastic Surgery Disasters + In God We Trust, Inc.
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Primary Genre Alternative & Punk: Old School Punk
Format CD
Released 00/00/1985
Reissue Date 00/00/1988
Label Statik Records/Alternative Tentacles
Catalog No CDST11/EP2 (VIRUS 27/5)
Bar Code No none
Packaging Jewelcase
Tracks
1. Government Flu (3:00)
2. Terminal Preppie (2:27)
3. Trust Your Mechanic (1:58)
4. Well Paid Scientist (2:22)
5. Buzzbomb (2:22)
6. Forest Fire (2:23)
7. Halloween (3:36)
8. Winnebago Warrior (2:08)
9. Riot (5:58)
10. Bleed For Me (3:25)
11. I Am The Owl (4:52)
12. Dead End (3:56)
13. Moon Over Marin (4:29)
14. Religious Vomit (1:05)
15. Moral Majority (1:53)
16. Hyperactive Child (0:37)
17. Kepone Factory (1:18)
18. Dog Bite (1:13)
19. Nazi Punks Fuck Off (1:03)
20. We've Got A Bigger Problem Now (4:29)
21. Rawhide (2:09)
Date Acquired 01/01/1986
Personal Rating
Acquired from Down In The Valley
Purchase Price 13.00

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Review by Steve Huey
This reissue compiles the Dead Kennedys' follow-ups to the hardcore classic Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables: the eight-song EP In God We Trust, and the full-length Plastic Surgery Disasters. If neither record is quite on the same level as Fresh Fruit, they frequently come close; the Kennedys' hyperspeed aggression and Jello Biafra's righteously snotty rants haven't been toned down a bit. The two-fer reissue is an excellent way to dig deeper into the band's catalog.

Plastic Surgery Disasters
Review by Ned Raggett
Having proved themselves masters of the quick, vicious smash and bash, on their second full-length album the Kennedys continued in that vein while finding other effective ways to express their all-encompassing message of resistance and satire. Absolutely nobody is safe, whether it's the more expected targets of conservative society, or those who claim to follow what the Kennedys and punk promised but only ended up acting like idiots. For the most part, though, it's a well-deserved smackdown of all the jerks the early '80s produced, set to some fantastic music. Bookended by random noise jams -- the first one with a wonderfully dismissive spoken-word analysis on societal programming for The Good Life -- Plastic Surgery Disasters shows East Bay Ray, Klaus Fluoride and D.H. Peligro turning into an even more awesome unit than before. Ray's sheet-metal intense guitar may once or twice get slammed into too much treble for its own good, but his spaghetti-western-cranked-to-ten playing is fantastic stuff at its best. The others have their moments, like Peligro's rolling drum breaks on "Trust Your Mechanic." When the band aims for subtlety, the results are grand -- the sudden silences on "Trust Your Mechanic," the goofy hipswing start to "Forest Fire." Unsurprisingly, Biafra is still at the center of it all; once again, the song titles make it clear what's at play. "Terminal Preppie," rips into an example of the type with gusto, and the wonderfully sneering "Winnebago Warrior" is just the tip of the iceberg. The real highlight can be found at the end -- "Moon Over Marin," with a soaring, anthemic surf-rock line from Ray offsetting Biafra's semi-apocalyptic vision of the Bay Area's snooty region.

In God We Trust
Review by Ned Raggett
The band didn't hold back at all when it came to the follow-up for Fresh Fruit -- if anything, they exploded to a degree never matched by them in later years. Arguably the sheer speed and lack of any subtlety throughout most of this eight-song EP means there's less to talk about in terms of deathless songs and more in the way of sheer breathless anger and rage. The titles say it all: "Nazi Punks Fuck Off," "Religious Vomit," "Hyperactive Child." The sheer hilarity of the band isn't lost, thankfully; "Moral Majority" may rip along as per always, but Biafra's parody of a typical TV preacher at the start is a scream. The real winners come at the end, starting with "We've Got a Bigger Problem Now." A reworking of "California Über Alles," specifically targeted at California governor turned president Ronald Reagan, benefits from an amusing jazz/lounge start and even more righteous, slow-burn bile than before. The group tops it off with a romp through Frankie Laine's "Rawhide," ending everything on a fun, kicking note.
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