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De-Evolution In Audio

High School Student | Philadelphia, Pennsylvania United States | 12/12/2001

(5 out of 5 stars)

"Oh, those spudboys. They know how to piss off an audience. It's pefect for this to be in reverse chronological order, as we see the beginnings of chaos in Devo's famous 1977 performance at Max's Kansas City that sent 'em into the big time. Then we time warp to a show where Devo nearly gets into a fist fight after only a few songs. Poor spuds couldn't figure out what they were listening to!The last part of the album, however, is the beautiful part. 1974, Devo's first gig. As the audience cowers, Devo verbally rapes them with constant shouts of "Are we not men?" Diving into the wonderfully vulgar "I Need A Chick" they are only stopped when the power is cut. Turning up your volume high-as-it-will-go and you'll hear Mark, Gerry and some of the local spuds almost kill each other.Oh, yes, indeed. Devo Live: The Mongoloid years is well deserving of 5 stars, even with its tape hiss and 4 track sound. It's a testament to De-evolution.DUTY NOW FOR THE FUTURE!"

The sound of fear.

GerrySalmon@HotMail.com | Calgary, Alberta, Canada | 08/02/1999

(5 out of 5 stars)

"Imagine if you will, sitting in your comfortable suburban home with a soda, when suddenly a giant spaceship lands in your front room and four men wearing panty hose over their heads jump out and commence to beat the sh** out of you with rusty synthesizers and lobotomized guitars. They then proceed to take turns getting it on with your girlfriend and raiding your fridge. Now imagine the musical equivalent of this scene and you will have the last twenty five minutes of the Mongoloid years, one of the most amazing albums of all time. Keeping with the de evolution concept, this album begins with a fairly tame, although high energy set at Max's Kansas City circa 1977 and devolves through a rougher 1975 set, finally arriving at deevolution ground zero, the post industrial, radioactive sludge that is Devo's first gig, Akron, 1974. From the moment the band takes the stage, it's obvious that they have come to ruin lives. Within fifteen minutes the audience is howling for their blood, and the set ends prematurely when the promoters shut off the power. Mass tension ensues, and in the far background you can hear promises of violence. And all this perpetrated by four inauspicious looking little nerds. Annoying? Yes. Offensive? Yes. Incredibly dissonant? Indeed. But for anyone who might have forgotten, this record will remind you of what punk was originally all about: Pi**ing people off. I can't make up my mind whether this is high art or some cosmic joke, but it's sodding brilliant."

Are we not men?!! Yes, you are!!

Scuzzbopper | Pottstown, PA United States | 11/17/2001

(4 out of 5 stars)

"Ok, I'll say this right away: I hate live music. It's fuzzy, distant, has annoying crowd noise, and just doesn't hook you in like the squeaky-clean studio version. However, the above two sentances are thrown out the window for this album. This ROCKS in every way.
This was Devo at their earliest, wildest, and most carefree. Long before the "I'm so agitated, I'd cry if you died!" Enigma years and long before "Whip It" forever shot them into the mainstream, the DEVO boys wore panty hose on their heads, pounded out noise on their guitars and synths, pissed off annoyed crowds, and LOVED it.
The CD gets better as it goes along, as each of the three gigs is more hostile than the next. Listen to Mark taunt the audience in the middle of "Praying Hands". It's a riot.
The last half of the album (their first ever live gig, 1975 AD) is worth the price alone. Not giving a flying futz about anything, they assault a whole audience of stoned hippies with noise blasts, intentionally-horrible singing, and the grand finale: a seemingly never-ending version of their anthem "Jocko Homo". Listen closely as the audience just can't answer the simple question: Are we not men? Just as things get out of control (a man gets on stage and threatens to beat the french fries out of the band),they end with the gleeful playground song "I Need A Chick".
Now, listen closer as ever before as a man snaps at Devo to get off the stage. Gerald Casale, always the hothead, snaps right back at him and they almost get into a fistfight, as a female accomplice of Gerry's tries to keep the situation under control. Even a roadie jumps in the fracas, delivering an insanely funny line, which cannot be repeated here.
No doubt, this is THE live album to have and it's nothing like the very happy laid-back "Now It Can Be Told: Devo Live At The Palace", recorded over 10 years later. Browse around the world wide wiggly web, and if you see this masterpiece, grab it up!! And remember, this is a man's CD....no Booji Boys!"