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- A1 We're The Fugs 1:09
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- A2 New Amphetamine Shriek 2:18
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- A3 Saran Wrap 1:12
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- A4 The Ten Commandments 2:50
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- A5 Hallucination Horrors 2:03
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- A6 I Command the House of the Devil 3:22
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- B1 C.I.A. Man 2:48
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- B2 Coca Cola Douche 1:35
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- B3 My Bed Is Getting Crowded 2:30
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- B4 Caca Rocka 2:30
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- B5 I Saw the Best Minds of My Generation Rot 4:43
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- Total length: 27:00
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The songs on Virgin Fugs walk the line between lowbrow scat jokes and raise-your-brow progressive philosophy. This album will make you laugh nearly as much as it makes you think. And to think it was created back in pre-Summer of Love 1966! How on earth this album even went to press in those dark days is beyond me. Apparently this set of post-grad, too-cool-for-school potheads had (in addition to balls of steel) some tight connections in the record industry. I mean, the first lyrics on the album are "We like pot" soon to be followed by "We eat pussy" - none too modest by today's standards, much less for 1966. Obviously these guys are way ahead of their time.
Most of the tracks are foul-mouthed little vignettes about everyday junky-ism. Tales of dirty public toilets, subway stops, loafing, contraceptive saran wrap, and of course the Coca-cola douche. Where most drug-related music at this time was lyrically really bullshit, the lyrics here are so natural and un-romanticized. And the primitive, almost improvised-sounding music really matches the go-with-the-flow attitude and message of the words perfectly. The humor is put aside for the pensive closing number, "I Saw The Best Minds of My Generation," which puts a slightly more heavy spin on things with a bleak and mournful outlook on the condition of the so-called Beat Generation.
Most of the tracks are foul-mouthed little vignettes about everyday junky-ism. Tales of dirty public toilets, subway stops, loafing, contraceptive saran wrap, and of course the Coca-cola douche. Where most drug-related music at this time was lyrically really bullshit, the lyrics here are so natural and un-romanticized. And the primitive, almost improvised-sounding music really matches the go-with-the-flow attitude and message of the words perfectly. The humor is put aside for the pensive closing number, "I Saw The Best Minds of My Generation," which puts a slightly more heavy spin on things with a bleak and mournful outlook on the condition of the so-called Beat Generation.
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Consisting of outtakes from the 1965 sessions for their first album, Virgin Fugs straddled a fine line between the waggish and the anomalous, with tracks like the anarchic campfire singalong "We're The Fugs", the jumbled freak-folk "New Amphetamine Shriek", the vociferous dissident gag "The Ten Commandments" and the inebriated iconoclastic mantra "Hallucination Horrors" being provocative to the point of sounding like a caricature:
"Groovy chicks
Under sixteen
Twelve inch dicks
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got"
Elsewhere they employ the sleepwalking but insistent psychedelia of "I Command the House of the Devil", the cynical comedy of "C.I.A. Man", and the haphazard slogan-folk wisecracks of "My Bed Is Getting Crowded", before bidding the album farewell in style with the stream-of-consciousness heretic liturgy of "I Saw the Best Minds of My Generation Rot", confirming their radical genius once and for all and making their hippie idealist contemporaries seem innocuous in the process
"Groovy chicks
Under sixteen
Twelve inch dicks
I need an apomorphine
Hallucination horrors is what I got
Hallucination horrors is what I got"
Elsewhere they employ the sleepwalking but insistent psychedelia of "I Command the House of the Devil", the cynical comedy of "C.I.A. Man", and the haphazard slogan-folk wisecracks of "My Bed Is Getting Crowded", before bidding the album farewell in style with the stream-of-consciousness heretic liturgy of "I Saw the Best Minds of My Generation Rot", confirming their radical genius once and for all and making their hippie idealist contemporaries seem innocuous in the process
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Didn't realize that this was a separate album since these cuts are included on my copy of their 1st album. Anyway, this is very much more of the same, perhaps even *more* ragged and sloppy (which is saying a lot and part of the reason is mistook this stuff for outtakes) so will probably only appeal to big Fugs fans (though I will admit that "CIA Man" is kinda catchy).
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Joyous songs to sing around the campfire while you and your mates are tripping, and you all simultaneously realize just how beautifully ugly (and beautifully stupid) authentic humanity can be, especially when compared to the plastic, life-denying, and terminally boring status quo. Wonderful.
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Virgin Fugs isn't anything special. While it's not a totally bad album it's still not a good one either. "C.I.A. Man" is probably the highlight of the record but that's about it. The rest of the material doesn't convince me.
Don't waste your time with this record. The Fugs have better albums to listen to than Virgin Fugs. Not recommended.
Don't waste your time with this record. The Fugs have better albums to listen to than Virgin Fugs. Not recommended.
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The folk rock version of Crass. I want a shirt with printed lyrics of this.
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What the F@##$% is this ?? Punk? Drunk and stoned professors? folk degenerates? whatever this is...it's bold and crazy shit. I like it.
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A1
We're The Fugs
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A2
New Amphetamine Shriek
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A3
Saran Wrap
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A4
The Ten Commandments
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A5
Hallucination Horrors
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A6
I Command the House of the Devil
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B1
C.I.A. Man
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B2
Coca Cola Douche
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B3
My Bed Is Getting Crowded
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B4
Caca Rocka
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B5
I Saw the Best Minds of My Generation Rot
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