The Goons: No Leaders

The Goons
No Leaders

• White Tide
• Media Bombardment
• Self Destruct
• Taking Back Your World
• Young Man
• Closing Time in America
• I'm Alright
• RTD
• Never Say Die
• Ozone Alert
• Hey You
• No good
• I Want it All

No Leaders was Recorded in 3 sessions in 1999 at Drew Mazurek's basement studio outside Baltimore MD. We're not sure which songs were recored when but we can tell you that there were 3 different drummers involved: Benny, Crazy Aaron and the Mike-opath. The rest of the band for this recording was Pat von Death Camp on guitar, Mike on bass and Serge on vocals.

The Goons No Leaders

Reviews

"This band kicks ass. Balls out, fast catchy punk with lots of hooks and attitude, but very little pretension. Really raw production but you can still hear everything in the mix. Damn, this is great!"(RM)
Maximum Rock'n'Roll Magazine No. 207 2000


"Well I was blown away by the first record and let me tell this one picks up right where the last one left off! Fast and powerful right off the bat. No fucking around here. This band means business and they aren't afraid to get right up in your face and tell you what they think. I'm so proud I can claim this band as a VA product and one day I'll get to see them live and I doubt they will disappoint me at all. With the 13 tracks of good early DC hardcore punk influenced music this band has my vote for the 'fuck yeah' list! One last thing, The picture on the back of this CD of I would assume the singer looking half... ha yeah ok, looking just drunk out of his mind latched onto a girl just made this for me!!! All hail the Goons! Watch out emo bands from DC the Goons are here." (-Beau)
Slug and Lettuce Magazine #64 Jun-Aug 2000


Yes! This is what PUNK ROCK is SUPPOSED to sound like! I have to laugh every time I read a review proclaiming punk rock to be "alive" because some pathetic, generic, watered-down, piece-of-shit, wanna-be-on-the-Warped-Tour clone band has unleashed a third rate slab of sped-up dog shit! Please!

Punk rock IS INDEED alive, but its vitality has got nothing to do with the fucking mall punk scene! Punk rock is alive because of bands like The Goons----bands that understand that there's more to the genre than fashion and formula! "No Leaders", this DC band's second long-player, is a 13-song, 21-minute ROMP that dishes out not only the fundamental velocity and volume, but also guts, balls, fury, attitude, and COOL SONGS! Yes! This is hardcore punk rock that just RIPS! In a just world, The Goons would inspire the wildest mosh pit in the land while all the Pennywise clones would get laughed off of every stage in America!

Check out the furious, violent rhythms, the vicious, roaring riffs, the bad-ass lyrics, the catchy choruses, and the feral vocals (delivered by the one-and-only Serge, who is THE MAN!)! This band has the raw intensity and melodic appeal that 99% of their peers do not have! What can I say? THIS RULES!

THE GOONS: "No Leaders" FILE UNDER: Hardcore punk rock Check This Out If You Dig: Black Flag, Circle Jerks, Minor Threat, Angry Samoans, Dead Kennedys, Youth Brigade, Adolescents In A Word: Killer!
Now Wave Magazine 2000


The Goons really come into their own on this album, evolving from a pretty good band into a blistering unit. A hot and fast punk affair featuring spot-on, assaultive songs that have the rare combination of pulverizing power and catchiness. In a way at least. This is aggro, not pop music. "White Tide" gets things started with a speedy blitz and the Goons don't flag for the next twenty or so minutes. Serge's over the top, bellicose vocal style - simultaneously soulful and cutting - is a defining characteristic and the lyrics express a cynical viewpoint on different issues, but they just as readily go for the ever-handy middle finger exhortation for "Hey You". Interesting cover design transposing Uncle Sam and the four living US presidents over a nuclear backdrop. No good punk or hardcore anymore? The Goons lay waste to that idea within a few seconds of the opening chords.
Al Quint Hit List Magazine Vol 2 #3 - 2000


"Energetic, driving early '80s SoCal style Hardcore Punk played with uncompromising aggression and a fair dose of melody. Four chord bursts of raging sing-along sensibilities, and raw fuming rage on songs like 'Self Destruct', 'Young Man' and 'Hey You' conjures up images of intense circle pits and mammoth sing-alongs. Not wholly original in style or approach, the unbridled energy and intensity with which these guys tear through song after song still sets them apart from the pack."
Under the Volcano Magazine #58


"This CD comes from American Punk Records (aka 'The Label That Never Puts Out Shitty Music'), so before even listening to this I knew it would be good. Yup, I was right! From the first few seconds of listening to this disc you know it will rip you to shreds by the time it's over. The music is very fast and rock'n'rollish (like the Dead City Rebels) but with less emphasis on guitar tricks and more flat-out heavy rawwwwk noise. My recipe for making a band like The Goons: Take the raspy-voiced drunk from your local rock'n'roll dive bar, put him infront of a deafeningly loud punk band, take away his beer, and watch him unleash a pissed off fury of sloppy rock mayhem right in your face. Great lyrics too. Pissed off and sometimes disturbing, but definitely way above being just pointless yelling. "
World Wide Punk October 14, 2000


"The Goons are on American Punk Records, a more fitting name there couldn't be, or 'gasp' American Metal. You can't call the Goons anything but heavy. They top their trade with "Media Bombardment" and give us another classic in 'Self Destruct'. I think it's the singer's voice more than anything that gives this band it's metal edge. He reminds me of somebody, actually quite a few, underground metal singers from the mid-80's. The Goons can rock like alot of those great bands, check out 'Young Man'. That could be Krokus (remember them, they were big) in the Hardware era.. This is definitely a punk rock band though, as they clearly demonstrate on 'Closing Time In America'. I think The Goons are what east coast power defines. Their blending of styles at times produce masterpieces of rock n roll. They fucking jam like angus and the boys at their best, and we know everywhere you go, they call that rock n roll. This is it at it's finest, The Goons are at that level sonically. Just listen to 'RTD' blasting along propelled by the riff from hell, the smooth vocal rant. The fucking Goons got this thing going on, in the underground it's called 'giving them hell'. Maybe you only be so lucky as to have The Goons cranking 'Never Say Die' the day they throw your punk ass in the hole!
Slam Magazine #2, 2001


How many of you are aware that one of the best punk rock bands in the country resides in Baltimore, MD? My guess is all too few, but unfortunately I'm also guilty of this crime against the scene. Despite having attended numerous Goons shows over the years, I've never once picked up one of their recordings. So, when No Leaders was dropped into my lap, I was excited to see what this great live band could do in the studio.

Much to my surprise, the answer is that they can blow away not only anything I've ever seen them do in a live setting, but just about every single punk album that's come out this year. Upon first listen, No Leaders ran me over like a steamroller, and as the disc ended I found myself scrambling to catch up with said steamroller that I may have the pleasure of being run over again.

"White Tide" begins No Future's 20-minute rampage with a blindingly fast, yet still melodic punk song that reminds me of bands like the Stitches or the Candy Snatchers, ie bands that infuse the sound and vibe of '77 punk with the speed and aggression of hardcore. This song (like all the others) flies by so quickly I barely know what hit me; the guitar solo in particular has me begging for more, since it's only about five seconds long.

As for the other 11 tracks on the disc (13 tracks in total are listed on the insert, but there are only 12 on the disc for some reason), they race by in a similarly pleasurable fashion. Some tracks take on a more straightforward hardcore vibe (sort of like the Exploited, but without sucking) and some sound more like trashy rock and roll, but every single song blows me away.

This is a disc that I want to play again and again, and if you do yourself the favour of picking it up, you'll feel the same way. It's a shame that this band doesn't tour more, because if the country new about them, they would easily be the kings of the '77 set. However, just because all your friends aren't listening to the Goons (yet), don't let that stop you from checking out one of the best bands out there today.
Deep Fry Bonanza 2001


This is basically what the label says- American Punk! Take some early POISON IDEA, add the kind of hardcore that JERRYÕS KIDS and 1st LP GANG GREEN used to give us, and youÕve got the idea. In some songs, vocalist Serge adopts a snarl that is very reminiscent of Eric Davidson of THE NEW BOMB TURKS. In the closing anthemic portion of ÒTaking Back Your WorldÓ, thereÕs some great Òwhoa ohsÓ that any street punk band would give their Doc Martens for. ItÕs all over quickly in a far too brief flurry of spit and revved up guitars. This is good and catchy- a fucking good punk CD! (JT)
Fracture Fanzine 2002


A couple months back I accompanied my friend to one of those CBGBs afternoon hardcore fests.Ê For most of the show I was in a state of slumber, due to the generic sounds pummeling my ears.Ê Then, like a breath of fresh lighteningÑthe Goons atacked the stage and reminded me why I started going to these shows in the first place.Ê

No Leaders is one of the most refreshing records to arrive on my doorstep in years.Ê Take everything good about Fear and Negative ApproachÑthen mix the elements together in a pot of boiling tobassco sause, and maybe youÕll get something close to the distraught manifestos on this LP.Ê For days IÕve found myself playingÊ ÔHey YouÕ over and over to the point where my neighbor came over and asked me if IÕd been to my therapist lately.Ê Fuck therapy, I said Ð have a listen to what IÕve got here.
Dstortion.com 2001








White Tide

It's nothing tangible
But I feel it everyday
I don't know what to say
I see their lives of such disgrace
But why do I care anyway
They treat themselves as human waste

They all die - white tide

Whats there to do today
Theres dope and coke and crack
Went out and bought a sack
and no she won't be back
Speedballs and needle tracks
Vomit blood and a heart attack
They all die - white tide




Media Bombardment

Frequencys jamming on me, my wavelength
The gears are turning in your mouth again
White knuckle grip for to hold back vibrations
Disrupting signals shaking through my head
I try to block it but you keep on sending baby
My patience meter edging for the red
Your forces setting off a neutron mind bomb
But I have no idea what you said
Media Bombardment




Self Destruct

Stoned passed out on the couch again
Occupy my time my drugs my friends
I'm reaching for nothing
'cus I just shoot me down
Whirling round n' round in my head
Cycles spinning haywire toward my end
Here I come again, the self destructive man
Self destructive
I kill my dreams with my own hands




Take Back Your World

Sit around and watch the news
I'm so bored I'm popping ludes
Millions dead Afganistan
and Micky Mouse invades Japan
Who said it would be easy to take back the world
Sit around and watch the news
I'm so bored I'm popping ludes
Millions dead Afganistan/ and Micky Mouse invades Japan
Murder rate its on the rise
Politicians feed me lies
Watching revolutions start
Zombified I've got no heart
Who said it would be easy to take back the world




Young Man

On my feet but going nowhere
TV flickers and I don't care
Broken knob on the stereo
2am theres nowhere to go

But I'm not let down
Sold me no ancient values
I go on my way its alright
Not looking for direction
Not asking the same questions
Your good advice wasted on me

Can't live off high ideals
Enlightened social visions
Your paradise: a fantasy
I pay the greatest price
Sell the best years of my life
What the hell else is there for me
I am young man




Closing Time

Its closing time in America
My mommys got no job
My dads a lazy slob
Now what am I gonna do
Excesses of the few
Oh yeah you're all fucking dicks
Oh yeah it makes me sick
Now what am I gonna do
Its all because of you




I'm Alright

I'm alright
Don't need your sympathy
I'm feelin' out of sight
there's no hangups on me
and what you say
ain't gonna change a thing
won't get me down

I'm alright

Been ripped of
been fucking jerked around
been told to go get lost
but that don't get me down
and what you do
ain't gonna change a thing
won't get in my way
I'm alright




I Rape the Dead

I rape the dead
Nothing gets me off more than a cold dead girl's stare
Lie still for me

I rape the dead
Silent majority has nothing left to say
Watch me fuck 'em in the mouth oh yeah

I rape the dead
Statue of Liberty has left you for dead
Nationalists won't make a fool of me

I rape the dead
I get mine in a fucked society
The world's got problems I'll watch it burn

Note: This was originally a song by PJ and Ben's old band Death Camp Skinny




Ozone Alert

Deep breaths of summer breezes gone toxic
Suck car exhaust all day
Code red yeah we're all dead
Exposed to cancer filled sun rays
Gross excess of pollution and profit
So common we don't care
Soak in the radiation
Loose all your fucking hair

Toxic Breeze
Ozone Alert

Bleed to a blur through the city's hazes
Airs got a funny taste
Leave the city for the beaches
Go swimming in the medical waste
Deep breaths of summer breezes gone toxic
Suck car exhaust all day
Code red yeah we're all dead
Exposed to cancer filled sun rays

Nomore today: Nomore tommorow

Toxic Breeze
Ozone Alert




Hey You

Hey you
If you think I'm ugly
It's 'cus I look just like you
and hey you
If you think I'm crazy
It's all the fucked up shit you do
and hey you if you think I'm lazy
It's 'cus you slacked off on me
and hey you if you think I'm stupid
You watch too much TV

Hey you hey you hey you

Hey you if you think I'm ig-nant
This is all that you taught me
and hey you if you think I'm violent
Its repetition of your history
and hey you if you think I'm bitter
Its all the shit that you've been through
and hey you if you think its my fault
No way man its all on you

Hey you hey you hey you




No Good

I'm nobody and I'm no good
I never do baby what I should
and I'm nobody and I'm nowhere
No one wants me and I don't care

'cus I'm a waste
You tell me you tell me
That I'm a waste
You tell me you tell me
Useless piece of shit
Goddamn waste of life
All American boy

I'm nobody a no good bum
Lie cheat and steal to get me some
I'm nobody a damn disgrace
Dress like a slob I've got no taste

'cus I'm a waste
You tell me you tell me
That I'm a waste
You tell me you tell me
Useless piece of shit
Goddamn waste of life
All American boy




I Want it All:

I want it all and I want it now
I'll be payin' it off till I lay me down
High intrest rates
Blood from veins
All the latest styles
Frequent flier miles

I'm a credit slave

I fall behind the collectors call
Before I know it they repossess it all
Late payment fees
Weight on my knees
My drinks at the bar on my mastercard

I'm a credit slave

They want it all they want it now
My credit depts they hold me down
Can't pay my rent
I ain't got a cent
Now I'm getting sewed
I guess I'm fucking screwed

I'm a credit slave





The Goons No Leaders
White Tide
Closing Time in America / I'm ALright
I Want it all