Do you remember that one movie, you know, the one with that murderous fucktard who wantonly dismisses the fourth wall and whose smugness rankles you so much that you wish you could somehow enter the film, grab the nearest artillery gun and joyously mow the motherfucker down during that totally tubular “twist and shout” sequence? Speaking of music, do you remember that film’s odious anthem and, moreover, would you believe that the same smarmy, mustachioed creep responsible for that atrocity also penned the masterpiece detailed below? Well, here’s your chance to flex the suspension of disbelief and explore the decadent world of Dieter Meier.
A conceptual artiste armed with limited talent and pockets of inverse proportion, Dieter Meier staked his claim early with a punque du jour slice that still holds up as one of the best 45s to emerge outta Switzerland’s nascent punk scene. Backed by the crack combo that was Fresh Color, Cry for Fame delivers an amphetamine-addled gonzoid blast that's immeasurably indebted to Meier's unusually shredded glottis. You can almost picture a thick spray of bloody droplets as he goes apoplectic and rattles off a seemingly stream of consciousness-style rant—years later, I still have no idea what he’s saying or whether it’s a load of gibberish. Who cares? I can’t think of too many tunes that outweigh the complete ferocity of this track.
My copy of this record came with a promo insert that alleges Meier to be equal parts Captain Beefheart and Kim Fowley. Y’know, that comparison kinda makes sense. AA Songs: Cry for Fame / The Hook
