Suicide, No Compromise by David Nobakht (S.A.F.).
Ramones (photographs) by Chip Dayton (Omnibus).
The fact that there finally is a book on Suicide has got to be worth something, and after having finished it's last few pages earlier tonight, I can do naught but recommend it to anyone with even the slightest interest in the band. Because, yes, this book tells Vega and Rev's story in detail. Working methods, factual data and a bunch of, at least to me, new facts. And for just that it gets the thumbs up, case closed blippety blah... But one thing really annoyed me here; once again this book is mainly a cut 'n paste job. Besides the quotes from those involved, there's also way too much room for these dumbfuck popstars whose inclusion is either to sell some extra copies or return some of their long lost street cred. And why bother to include a line from every other Suicide review that was ever published?, is it because the writer himself is unable to explain the beauty, importance or whatever of the band, or that maybe he just can't be bothered?. Another thing: the book goes at length tellin' us that there wouldn't have been no Soft Cell, Depeche Mode, Ministry or techo/electro garbage if it wasn't for Suicide, which certainly ain't no compliment from my particular point of view. Hardly, or no mention is made of the Scientists, Spaceman 3 or Chrome Cranks, bands that actually understood Suicide's r'n'r edge. There is a serious difference between the music of Vega and Rev and that which merely serves as a soundtrack for excessive male bonding rituals. Anyway, it's something that infects 90% of all rock books, so it's maybe a bit harsh to single out Nobakht as a main target, but I just had to get that of my chest.
The latest addition to the Ramones' bookshelf really can't be described as anything else but a hackjob. Sure, there some great images in here (all from the 70s), but there's no explanation whatsoever about the who's, why's or where's. Nor is it chronological as Tommy and Marky appear and disappear seemingly at random. If only a bit thought had went into this it could have been so much better and actually worthwhile. But hey, a quick buck is a quick buck...
