The Cramps: A Date With Elvis
Gavin Martin, NME, 22 February 1986
THE CRAMPS' rampant gurning and soft-focus sleaze has been shaped into an institution of sorts. Transcending and fusing tribal instincts – goth's dumb brooding and cheap mystery, punk's phoney rebel stance and the 'billy faithfuls' love of the primal bellow and manic judders – they are a trans-Atlantic, 20th century medicine show.
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