Showing posts with label planet pimp records. Show all posts
Showing posts with label planet pimp records. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A garage rock/surf super group that only came about because one member of The Phantom Surfers choked when Dick Dale had a gig the same night they were due to play at The Pony Express Pizza Parlour. The full story, along with the story of the fella getting a fist full of cash at the bottom left of the sleeve, can be found here. This release is pure Planet Pimp flogging a dead horse exploitation. Enjoy.

The Lone Surfer and his Super Pals - Planet Pimp Records Present ... Planet Pimp 7" PPR-003.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

More Genius from Planet Pimp Records - FIFA-nominated Label of The Decade for the naughty nineties. Four surf standards and Henry Mancini's 'Baby Elephant Walk' given the out of tune, badly-recorded treatment. None of the tracks are named on the record itself, and the titles given on the sleeve are obviously wrong/satirical particularly with this in mind. Enjoy.

The Car Thieves - Planet Pimp Records Presents The Fabulous Fighting Car Thieves. Planet Pimp Records 7".

Thursday, March 31, 2011

A treat for April Fools' Day from the deranged mind of Sven Erik Geddes.

   1. Slug Dick Nick: In The Bilges
   2. Mummies: (Doin') The Kirk
   3. Three Stoned Men: Lieutenant Uhuru
   4. The Phantom Surfers: Klingons vs. Daleks
   5. The Possessed Accordion Of Alicia Rose: Themato Il Cosmonauto

Enjoy.
Various Artists - Fuck You Spaceman. Planet Pimp Records.  PPR-001.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Planet Pimp, and its genius CEO Sven Erik Geddes, managed to out-do even the casual, don't care, ennui of The Mummies by unleashing this classic piece of exploitation. Releasing a record by the Kings of Budget Rock? Take it down a step by releasing poorly-recorded live tracks in a glued-together DIY sleeve.

Larry Winther and his Mummies recorded live at the Pony Express Pizza Parlour. Planet Pimp Records PPR-002. 1992.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Anybody who has seen The Phantom Surfers play live knows that one of the greatest things about them is the side-splitting entertainment they provide. No, they're not really bad, just really good at between-song banter. This product of a natural partnership with wise-ass record label, Planet Pimp Records, appeared at the height of the post-Pulp Fiction fad for surf music and features precisely no surf music. The first track is a live performance by the band with all the music taken out; it's funny, but the great irony is that this stand-up double act (between guitarist Mel Bergman and bass player Mike Lucas) needs the music to help sweep it along. The final track is a Comfy Jones prank call to self-appointed inventor of Heavy Metal, Dick Dale, which is worth sitting through for the final pay-off, and to hear Dale's well-rehearsed description of himself. This track also sticks at the end, but I've left it in. It's not as if you'll be dancing to it...

The record came with a pre-printed postcard of complaint so that disappointed hipsters could request a refund from Mr. Sven-Erik Geddes.