As niche markets go, obscure US sci-fi psychobilly takes some licking. Subtitled "A Unique Collection of Original Sci-Fi-influenced High Octane Rock'n'Roll Hillbilly Boogie From 1950s America", this is a nostalgic, hilarious hoot. Inseparable atomic-age obsessions of Commie paranoia and alien invasion are filtered through tales of Ruskie espionage (country hoedown "Sputniks & Mutnicks"), swingin' hep-cats from space ("The Boppin' Martian"), nuclear innuendo ("Rocket In My Pocket") and little green men cutting a rug at the high school hop ("Flying Saucers Rock'n'Roll"). If Quentin Tarantino ever nails that elusive road movie on Mars, this is your soundtrack.
As niche markets go, obscure US sci-fi psychobilly takes some licking. Subtitled “A Unique Collection of Original Sci-Fi-influenced High Octane Rock’n’Roll Hillbilly Boogie From 1950s America”, this is a nostalgic, hilarious hoot. Inseparable atomic-age obsessions of Commie paranoia and alien invasion are filtered through tales of Ruskie espionage (country hoedown “Sputniks & Mutnicks”), swingin’ hep-cats from space (“The Boppin’ Martian”), nuclear innuendo (“Rocket In My Pocket”) and little green men cutting a rug at the high school hop (“Flying Saucers Rock’n’Roll”). If Quentin Tarantino ever nails that elusive road movie on Mars, this is your soundtrack.
