of LET'S START A BEAT! by Cheryl Botchick from CMJ
New Music Report Issue: 701 - Feb 12, 2001
But don't miss out on the Monks: Composed of American
G.I.s living in Germany, who stayed in Europe after
being discharged, the band rocked the beer-and-pills-soaked
Hamburg beat scene of the mid-'60s and developed a
tribal, discordant sound. They're not quite garage
rock; they're not quite avant-garde. But they're truly
as primal as it gets. It's just that their separation
from up-to-date American fads and fashion assured
that their sound was skewed just a tiny bit - kind
of like those European Mentos commercials of a few
years ago. And dig their crazy matching monk outfits.
of LET'S START A BEAT! by Andy Neill from Record Collector
Issue: 258 - Feb 2001
"It's Monk Time!" - once heard, never forgotten.
After 32 years, the follically-challenged, Kraut-transplanted
Yanks played their first-ever American gig as part
of Cavestomp in 1999. All those demonic ingredients
- banjo-bashing, swirling organ-grinding, drongoid
drumming, fuzz-riff fret-melting - got resurrected
over two nights before a lucky audience of Monk maniacs,
including one Genesis P-Orridge, who contributes a
written eulogy here.
"Cuckoo", "Complication", ("Constipation!"),
"Shut Up" (the latter appearing as bonus
CD-ROM footage), "I Can't Get Over You",
"Black Monk Theme" ("do you, do you,
do you know, I hate you, baby!"): name your fave,
it gets a pounding. And with a riotous, impromptu
"Monk Jam" concluding proceedings, it wouldn't
be stretching it to say this set rivals the Creation's
"Lay The Ghost" as the 60s cult hero reunion.