{"product_id":"the-clash-london-calling-2015-reissue","title":"The Clash – London Calling (2015 Reissue)","description":"\u003cp\u003eFor those who came of age in the late 80s and early 90s, calling The Clash a punk band was (and remains) more a matter of affect than honesty-- in 2004, wholly and completely divorced from a context that never fully resonated with a global audience, The Clash are a rock band, and 1979's \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e is their creative apex, a booming, infallible tribute to throbbing guitars and spacious ideology. By the late 70s, \"punk\" was more specifically linked with rusted safety pins, shit-covered Doc Martens, and tight pink sneers than any steadfast, organized philosophy; The Clash insisted on forefronting their politics. This album tackles topical issues with impressive gusto-- the band cocks their cowboy hats, assumes full outlaw position, and pillages the world market for sonic fodder and lyric-ready injustice. A quarter-century after its first release, \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e is still the concentrate essence of The Clash's unparalleled fervor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAs always, \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e's title track holds steady as the record's cosmic lynchpin: Horrifyingly apocalyptic, \"\u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e\" is riddled with weird werewolf howls and big, prophetic hollers, Mick Jones' punchy guitar bursts tapping little nails into our skulls, pushing hard for total lunacy. Empowered and unafraid, Strummer reveals self-skewering prophecies, panting hard about nuclear errors and impending ice ages. He also spitefully lodges some of the most unpleasantly convincing calls to arms ever committed to tape, commanding his followers-- now, then, future-- to storm the streets at full, leg-flailing sprints. Even if The Clash were more blatantly inspired by the musical tenets of dub and reggae, \"London Calling\" unapologetically cops the fury of punk's blind-and-obliterate full-body windmilling, bypassing the cerebral cortex to sink deep into our muscles. From \"London Calling\" on, The Clash do not let go; each track builds on the last, pummeling and laughing and slapping us into dumb submission. — (via \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/pitchfork.com\/reviews\/albums\/1490-london-calling-25th-anniversary-legacy-edition\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"\u003ePitchfork\u003c\/a\u003e)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e—\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAlthough The Clash may not have been quite drinking in the Last Chance Saloon during the spring of 1979, The Last Gang In Town’s backs were against the wall. Entering the studio managerless and broke, the band came out all guns blazing with \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e an album that sent a wake-up call to all the ‘faraway towns’.By January 1979, the glorious ball of raging energy that was punk had burnt out. The Sex Pistols had been reduced to a shambolic mess live on stage in San Francisco a year earlier, and while John Lydon had regrouped with the more experimental Public Image Ltd, his sardonic “ever get the feeling you’ve been cheated?” Pistols sign-off seemed a fitting epitaph for a movement that had promised so much.The only true torchbearers left standing appeared to be Messrs Joe Strummer, Mick Jones, Paul Simonon and Topper Headon. However, The Clash themselves were, as Strummer readily admitted in Don Letts’ excellent documentary The Clash: Westway To The World, at their lowest ebb. “I think,” he said, “that is when we showed our greatest mettle.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn 1989, Rolling Stone ranked \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e as the best album of the 1980s and 10 years later, Q magazine named it the fourth greatest British album of all time. “Many say that is our finest hour,” said Strummer in Westway To The World. While Simonon added: “The best point of The Clash was probably\u003cem\u003e London Calling\u003c\/em\u003e. That was the most consistent period.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eUltimately, \u003cem\u003eLondon Calling\u003c\/em\u003e is the sound of The Clash being themselves. Jones said: “I dunno where the sound came from, but I think it is the reflection of your personality and the culmination of all your experiences to date. You can hear all my life coming out in microcosm and then it’s a bigger thing. It is you.” — (via \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.classicpopmag.com\/features\/classic-album-the-clash-london-calling\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"\u003eClassic Pop Magazine\u003c\/a\u003e)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e—\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eRemastered and reissued on 180g, 2LP black vinyl\u003cbr\u003eAs per the original release, Train in Vain (track D5) is not listed on the back of the sleeve and the lyrics do not appear on the inner sleeve, but it is listed on the label.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ciframe width=\"100%\" height=\"352\" style=\"border-radius: 12px;\" data-testid=\"embed-iframe\" src=\"https:\/\/open.spotify.com\/embed\/album\/6FCzvataOZh68j8OKzOt9a?utm_source=generator\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\" allow=\"autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture\" loading=\"lazy\"\u003e\u003c\/iframe\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e↓\u003cbr\u003eLabel: Columbia\u003cbr\u003eFormat: 2 x Vinyl, LP, Album, Reissue, Remastered, 180 Gram\u003cbr\u003eReissued: 2015 \/ Originally Released: 1979\u003cbr\u003eGenre: Rock\u003cbr\u003eStyle: New Wave, Punk\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFile under: School Of Rock\u003cbr\u003e⦿\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Columbia \/ Sony Music","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46607286239390,"sku":"888751127012","price":60.0,"currency_code":"SGD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0584\/5434\/3838\/files\/The-Clash-London-Calling.jpg?v=1773474168","url":"https:\/\/theanalogvault.com\/products\/the-clash-london-calling-2015-reissue","provider":"The Analog Vault","version":"1.0","type":"link"}