Picks and Pans Review: Birth Comes to Us All

UPDATED 05/14/1979 at 01:00 AM EDT Originally published 05/14/1979 at 01:00 AM EDT

Good Rats

Good Rats, no; mediocre, maybe. This fifth LP by an increasingly popular New York band seems more the product of self-conscious marketing than inspiration. The thudding rock will enthrall only the youngest AM listener, while the lyrics are a catalogue of adolescent clichés about sex ("Junior year, you worry about your ugly pimples show-in'/Senior Prom, you push for more affection"), gangs ("The boys would meet on a dead end street/And brag about their women to pass away the time") and the horrors of the real world ("I was filled with warmness that's turned into cold"). Until the Good Rats cut the claptrap, the world won't beat a path to their door.

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