
(Michael Halsband)
Derrick Bostrom: The Liars were no one you’ve ever heard of; just three older guys from another high school who we used to buy pot from. One day they decided to start a punk rock band. Back in late seventies Phoenix, that could earn you a severe beating if you weren’t careful. Imagine my shock when they showed up at my high school for a lunch time performance! Turns out, a friend of mine tricked both the school and the band into doing the show, which, of course the students hated.
But I was awestruck by The Liars. I don't suppose you'd hear it any more – the passing of time having made what was so special about them commonplace now – but this was thirty-five years ago. Imagine if Tony Iommi from Black Sabbath had joined the Ramones and they played prog-punk arrangements of Leif Garrett's "That's Rock And Roll" and Fleetwood Mac's "Dreams.” The band had a nihilistic abandon that hit me like a bolt from the blue. They became the archetype of my emerging teenage aesthetic. Even their interminable between-song tuning was a revelation to me.Advertising disclosure: We may receive compensation for some of the links in our stories. Thank you for supporting LA Weekly and our advertisers.