Mad Caddies
Duck And Cover
[Fat Wreck Chords]
Rating: 6.3
Ska bands have stood as the lucrative offspring of less prestigious labels-- Mojo Records (Goldfinger
and Reel Big Fish), No Idea Records (Less Than Jake), and even to a certain extent,
MCA Records (Sublime)-- ever since ska really hit the big time in 1996.
But most of the notable ska acts today are bastardizing and distorting the genre in
ways that make most traditionalists shiver. But the kiddies love the shit. So why
not give the ska- hungry youth of America what it wants? And if responding to this
demand happens to result in more notoriety for your label, maybe even a hit- single,
even better! If any band is likely to boost Fat Wreck Chords into the mainstream
playing field, it's the Mad Caddies.
The industry probably classifies this group as a punk-ska outfit because they
occasionally combine distorted guitars with their hootin' and tootin', but the
punk element is scarce and certainly not the half- ration that the term "punk-ska"
implies. Nevertheless, these boys get the bodies bumping, alternating between
allegro and largo grooves to appeal to both frenetic and romantic types.
"Road Rash" begins the album with finger- snapping fun. At this point, the vibe
is very close to Goldfinger, sans the overt vocals that were so reminiscent of
Green Day's Billy Joe. Now, typically, ska band attempts with aggression sound
hollow and unconvincing, but "The Gentleman"-- the only song remotely close to
punk on the album-- handles the charged emotion with panache. Crack- infested
circus warriors break out for "Monkeys," an entertaining diatribe against tough-
guy mentalities.
The remainder of the album plods familiar ground, but the Mad Caddies handle it
with exceptional musicianship, all the more impressive in light of how young they
look (according to "Road Rash," the singer has walked this earth for no more than
twenty years). The horn section is especially capable, scurrying around their
musical backdrop with the alacrity of a hunted bunny.
If Duck and Cover gets into the hands of the same people now eating up
Sublime and Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, their commercial success is virtually guaranteed--
That is, unless people finally get fed up with commercial ska (a point of exhaustion
that is long overdue), a possibility that the Fat Wreck crew must have
considered.
-Kevin Ruggeri