Butthole Surfers Live Pcp Ep

Butthole Surfers | Format: Audio CD

Product Details

• Audio CD (January 28, 2003)
• Number of Discs: 1
• Label: Latino Bugger Veil
• ASIN: B000083EML
• In-Print Editions: MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 4.7 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (10 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #166,117 in Music (See Top 100 in Music)

Editorial Reviews

"There's a time to **** and a time crave, but the shah sleeps in Lee Harvey's grave."

So begins The Butthole Surfers' first song on their first record, a tune that paid tribute to and killed American hardcore once and for all while single-handedly ushering in a new Post-Everything era. Over the course of the next 20 minutes listeners hear the band raving about a Bar-B-Q Pope and the revenge of Anus Presley, thoughts of suicide, and eating cheese and rice. There's even a three-minute pop song ("Hey"), just to confuse matters more.

This legendary Butthole Surfers EP was made by a couple of young ex-accountants with bad hair, who, despite Yankee reviewers' claims, had never even heard Captain Beefheart or Faust. Mixing Flipper with fart jokes doesn't sound like the stuff of legend, but like a fat Elvis or fatter Brando, humor and horror can make interesting bedfellows.

As a follow up, the band went to a bar in their hometown of San Antonio and recorded their live set, for the Live PCPPEP. Many feel these EPs were the best records the band ever recorded and both have been only available on vinyl until now.

As if the first two Butthole Surfers EPs on one portable CD isn't a sweet enough deal, there are bonus tracks: a two-song encore ("Gary Floyd" and "Matchstick") added to the live EP; "Sinister Crayon," recorded for the first EP and not mixed until 2002 (it appears on the vinyl version of Humpty Dumpty LSD); and an early demo version of "Something."

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10 of 12 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars I wet my bed last night . . . I woke up sad, February 12, 2003

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Justin N. Voorhees "lymphnode" (Austin, Texas United States) - See all my reviews
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I have had both of these albums for a long, long time, but having them easily accessible and far more portable than LP's is rather exciting. Throwing in bonuses like, "Gary Floyd" doesn't hurt, either. The only knock against the CD is you can't turn it down to 33 1/3 like you could the album, which always allowed the fun to be experienced at a slightly slower speed. If you like this band, you have no excuse for passing this collection up.

5 of 6 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars The Beginning of the Butts., April 14, 2004

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Gunther Haagendazs (Up High in the Trees) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Butthole Surfers Live Pcp Ep (Audio CD)

BUTTHOLE SURFERS
In 1983 the surfers were born with their debut EP. The record starts off with the delightfully Vulgar Song The Shah Sleeps in Lee Harvys Grave. It then takes a 180 degree turn with the Entertaining Hey, followed by the Butthole Classic "SOMETHING", a song apparently about Gibby Hanyes(singer) and how he's gonna get back at his girlfriend (violently).

Now Before Gibby invented the Gibbytronix, he would play the saxophone on certain songs, like Something and Bar B Q Pope. The next song Wichita Cathedral is probably my least favorite song on the record, its basically gibby rambling on how he got drunk in Wichita. Now I can tell you now that any Dead Kennedys fan would like the next song suicide, very punk.

The EP then closes with The Revenge of Anus Presley. It is easily my favorite song on the whole album. Whether its fear or humor you are seeking This song will get the job done. It actually starts out with Gibby Speaking in Tongues. Now if one were to Play it backwards we would hear part of "the Shah" when Gibby Yells "There's a time to live and a time to die, I smoke Elvis Presley's toenails, when i wanna get high. This EP goes by several names such as "A Brown Reason to Live", Pee Pee The sailor(thats actually the name or the drawing on the CD) and Butthole Surfers. The last actually being the right one.

Live PCPPEP
In 1984, The Surfers released a live follow up to the self title. It starts with Gibby on the saxophone of Cowboy Bob, a tune to later appear on "SAC". It then continues to a better version of bar b q pope, its better cause Gibby is rambling several things in between Chorus and Verse.

the next song simply puzzles me. Dance of the cobras is simply Paul fooling with his guitar with weird snake noises in the background, a total of 34 seconds. It never appears in later albums and is only found on here, so what is it? It's just that. Nothing.

We then hear a hilarious version of the shah sleeps in lee Harvey's grave. Halfway through the song the speakers give out for a few seconds on one side of the concert. We are then given an idea of the kind of crappy conditions the surfers had to "enjoy". At the end we hear Gibby and the audience telling each other to shut up. Then we hear live versions of Wichita cathedral, Hey and Something, all excellent.

BONUS TRACKS!!!!
As if the 2 EP's were not sweet enough, the Surfers added a 2 song encore, which consists of Gary Floyd-another song to appear on 'Sac' and Matchstick. Before Gary Floyd Starts we are subject to a hilarious plead from Gibby to the audience, to come up with a Butthole, Butthole Chant. Then we have the Track Sinister Crayon, which was put on the vinyl version of Humpty Dumpty LSD and contains the saxophone. And the album closes with a Demo Version of Something. The song actually becomes a little tiresome when you hear it for the third time on one CD, but it's great, none the less.

This is a great CD by the surfers and should be in every fan's collection, unless you have only heard Electric Larryland and Weird Revolution, then I would suggest going into some of the other stuff first.

8 of 11 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Absolutely essential, July 28, 2005

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E. Dietz "founder, Precision Funeral Engineering" (San Francisco, CA) - See all my reviews
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... for any discriminating music afficionado. I bought this on sight in 1986, unheard, just because of the band's name. "Ha ha ha, Punk Rock! THEN I put this sucker on the turntable, had my reality shifted PERMANENTLY. The original vinyl was a 12", but recorded at 45 speed (or 69, if you believe the band.) So, upon first unenlightened play at 33 1/3, it souded like Satan beating Black Sabbath with their own instruments. Truly horrific. But in a good way, y'know? Upon play at the correct speed, it should have sounded... right. But it didn't. It was still frightening. But in a good way. An early press release by the band stated, "...as their ability to play their instruments improved, so did their ability to judge right from wrong." Funny, yes, but wholly believable after experiencing this recording.

What you will have, in your hands upon purchase, is the Rosetta stone of True Underground Music, an American original taking monstrous, hallucinatory baby steps to legend. Highlights: "Cowboy Bob" unreels like a horror-film soundtrack, all menacing bass and clashing guitars and horns, and ends with Gibby inexplicably proclaiming, "Aye Calypso." "The Shah Sleeps In Lee Harvey's Grave", now a classic, surely inspired countless DIY bands that they, too, could bellow insane ramblings over flat-out thrash, hang a ridiculous name on it, and call it a masterpiece. They all were wrong. "Hey", much better here live than on their first studio ep (included on the CD), is the perfect first song for that mix tape you're gonna make for your latest crush. If they ask, "What's with that creepy song about going to hell? Are you some sort of weirdo?" then they're not the one for you- trust me. Our little concert ends with Gibby taunting those rudely leaving without the courtesy of requesting an encore: "F---ers... hope you get to work on time."

That being said, you can now take your Frampton Comes Alive! and your Kiss Alive and your Live at the Fillmore East and toss 'em in the woodchipper. In a dark room, pile up the resulting bits of vinyl and light on fire. When you've got some good, toxic smoke going, turn on your strobe light and put on Live PCPpep at full volume. If you're not on the bus at this point, I can't help you.