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The Outsiders - Outsiders (1967) review

The Outsiders - "Outsiders" (Pseudonym Records, 2012)

They are the incomparable Dutch 60s garage-punk, beautiful-and-ugly beat r’n’b, turned psychedelic rock mavens the Outsiders, and their eponymous half-live, half-studio debut from the spring of 1967 originally released on the Relax label has now been given the remastered, expanded treatment in this luxurious 2 LP set courtesy of Pseudonym.
This is a release that bolsters the already stunning original with some juicy, and thoroughly embryonic demos that includes the likes of their wonderful, utterly heartbreaking 1966 smash hit single 'Lying All The Time', and also the fiercely pounding, frantic punk-style offering, 'If You Don't Treat Me Right'. There's a wealth of other tremendous fare on display too, such as a wholly thrilling instrumental pass of that dear, oddball forty-five 'Strange Things Are Happening', plus we are very fortunate to have the half-a-dozen late '68 tracks from that year's momentous CQ album, cut live at Amsterdam's notorious Fantasio club, included too. And while these have been compiled a few times before, here they sound full-bodied and incredibly robust, in fact in a word or three they are pure dead brilliant; the zooming, booming bass lines of Appie Rammers and enervating kit work of Leendert 'Buzz' Busch, and of course the all-out undisputed blaze of Ronnie Splinter’s highly-authoritative style of guitar playing. The heraldic vocals of Wally Tax too appear more urgent sounding than ever, at times they are by turns breathtaking and heartbreaking. I won’t go on and on giving you a blow-by-blow account of all the excellent songs that made up this astonishing first ellpee; from the gutbucket punkoid fury of ‘Filthy Rich’ to the mesmerising and aching plea of ‘Tears Are Falling From My Eyes’, although of course I could… but I’ll just mention that, tacked onto the end of Side One, you’ll hear the greeting you would’ve received had you telephoned singer Wally Tax but not been able to catch him at home.

Once again the label has done the group, and their fans, immensely proud, and there’s the added bonus of a magnificent photo-packed gatefold display, topped off with a significantly perceptive sleevenote by one of their biggest fans too young to have caught them first time around.

Review made by Lenny Helsing/2013
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