Black Randy And The Metrosquad* ‎– Pass The Dust, I Think I'm Bowie.

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Dangerhouse ‎– PCP-725
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A1 I Slept In An Arcade
Music By – Pat GarrettWords By – Black Randy
2:28
A2 Marlon Brando
Music By – David Brown (21)Words By – Black Randy
1:54
A3 I Tell Lies Every Day
Lyrics By [Lies] – Metrosquad*Music By – Bob Deadwyler, David Brown (21)
1:54
A4 Down At The Laundrymat
Music By – Bob DeadwylerWords By – Black Randy
3:27
A5 I Wanna Be A Nark
Music By – Pat GarrettWords By – Black Randy
1:45
A6 Give It Up Or Turnit A Loose
Music By – Charles Bobbit
2:15
A7 Idi Amin
Music By – Metrosquad*Words By – Black Randy
1:30
B1 Sperm Bank Baby
Music By – David Brown (21)Words By – Black Randy
1:20
B2 Barefootin' On The Wicket Picket
Music By – David Brown (21), Tom Hughes (2)Words By – David Brown (21)
4:02
B3 San Francisco
Music By – David Brown (21)Words By – Black Randy
1:54
B4 Tellin' Lies
Music By – Bob Deadwyler, David Brown (21)
1:54
B5 (Say It Loud) I'm Black And Proud (Part 1)
Adapted By – Black Randy And Metrosquad*Words By, Music By – James Brown
2:54
B6 (Theme From) Shaft
Adapted By – Black Randy And Metrosquad*Words By, Music By – Isaac Hayes
2:41

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with inner sleeve.

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  • Matrix / Runout (Side A, Etched): PCP 275 A JMS L-395
  • Matrix / Runout (Side B, Etched): PCP 275 B JMS L-395-X
  • Other (Runout, on both sides, Stamped): KENDUN-C

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January 28, 2015
...black randy was kind of like an updated freak out era Frank Zappa, with vicious humour hitting out at nearly everything, heavy sarcastic barbs skewered into the very fabric of L.A life, with a special hatred aimed at the pig who were doing their utmost to quell the burgeoning punk crowd...'pass the dust' was the only full length wax put out on the short lived incredible 'Dangerhouse records' in late '79(being co-owner might have possibly helped) and its full of short, sharp funky revue style tunes with some avant touches here and there with randy sounding a bit like David Peel (have a marijuana) on an amphetamine jag...numbers about sleeping in arcades/idi amin/narks/laundromats/sperm banks plus anything to do with the messed up life he was living, needles and too much alcohol, a great version of 'shaft' has to be heard to get a full understanding of the workings of Randy thought patterns...dig the cheapo-cheapo organ sound that fits right in with the overall sleazy grooves the metro squad are laying down (the squad was made up of the cream of LA punks on sabbatical from their own combos such as the eyes/randoms) all played with a tight but loose abandon...one of the lost voices of the punk revolution, though by no means is randy any way near a punk in the accepted commercial sense (like Zappa before him), he deserves his place in underground history more than most...