Part of the energizing outré CBGBs scene in mid-70s New York, the Ramones story is well known. How a lanky outsider by the name of Jeffrey Hyman linked up with Douglas Colvin and Johnny Cummings to form a three-piece called Ramones. Band manager Thomas Erdelyi recalled ‘they were terrible. It was the worst thing I’ve ever heard. But they had something.’ (Heylin, p.20)

Jeffrey became Joey and moved out from behind the drums to the microphone.

Douglas became Dee Dee, played bass, and is credited with the name.

Johnny was on guitar. He provided the dress code.

A suitable drummer was proving elusive until it dawned on those present that rather than showing aspirants how do play, Thomas Erdelyi should just do it himself. Hello Tommy.


Sixties mover and shaker Barry Miles was on the dinner circuit throughout the 70s. In his memoir he relates a conversation about the band name with Dee Dee, who called himself Ramone even before the band was formed.

I told (Dee Dee) that Paul (McCartney) once told me that the name Paul Ramon was a take-off on the name of society hairdresser Raymond Cohen, known as Mr Teasy Weasy, who demonstrated ladies’ hairstyles on television in the fifties. Paul like him because he was an impossibly suave-looking fellow with slicked-back hair and a pencil moustache. Dee Dee was delighted because he had previously worked as a beautician’s assistant in a beauty salon. (Miles, p.249-50)

With disarming candour, Dee Dee observed (Heylin) that in 1974 when the initial trio formed ‘we started trying to figure out songs from records – and we couldn’t.’ It is not unfair to observe that a big part of the bargain basement simplicity stemmed from basement level skills. This refusal to be limited by an absence of musical ability was a core part of the UK punk aesthetic that emerged a short time later.

Gigs improved their competence but did nothing to slow down the amphetamine drive of the stripped-down rock and roll. Dressed in leather and torn jeans, racing through their set of twenty–odd songs in just over half and hour, they caught the attention of industry types who offered them a deal. The gob-smacking first album was released on April 23rd 1976. For a recent appreciation, I recommend the entertaining Mr 1537.

The third Ramones album was released on November 4th, 1977 on the Sire label. It is more produced than that arresting debut, yet is undeniably another classic.

After several strong coffees I decided to add urgency by reviewing while simultaneously listening and to limit the writing to the duration of the album: 32 minutes and 12 seconds.

Rocket To Russia


Cretin Hop [1:55]

Speed-freak opening salvo, laying out the manifesto.

Cretins wanna hop some more
All good cretins go to heaven

Can’t think, can’t dance, can’t count; but you just have to be one of them.

PS. The word apparently comes from 18th C French and is related to the word Christian; it suggests that even the imperfect cretins (the outsiders?) are human.

Rockaway Beach [2:06]         

What a fist-punching grin-making rip-snorter of a single. There is no justice that it only got to #66 on the Billboard Chart. As an extra added bonus it even has a stop/pause moment.

Here Today, Gone Tomorrow [2:47] 

A sad and sensitive break-up song. But how caring really? ‘Someone had to pay the price’ but I suspect it was not the singer. Crocodile tears ahoy!

Locket Love [2:09]     

Filler. (Probably deserves more, but I was checking the derivation of cretin).

I Don’t Care [1:38]

A brilliant piece of post-Nietzsche nihilism in a minute-and-a-half.

I don’t care / About this world   (global alienation)

I don’t care / About that girl   (relational deadness)

I don’t care / About these words   (despair with his art, himself)

Sheena Is A Punk Rocker [2:49]

Another sky-rocket single launching from the gritty urban desperation of the oppressed workers. What’s that? The band members weren’t from penurious working class families? Middle WHAT?! Eh, who cares?

The kids are all hopped up and ready to go

The inner sleeve drawing of the eponymous heroine looks more like a Tarzan wet dream than a proto-punk, but who cares about that either?

We’re A Happy Family [2:47]

Joey and his brother grew up with three different dads;  he was diagnosed with OCD at 18.  Happy families?

Daddy’s telling lies

Baby’s eating flies

Mommy’s on pills

Baby’s got the chills


Teenage Lobotomy [2:00]

Gloriously daft. Here’s a challenge: try not to smile as you read this couplet…

Now I guess I’ll have to tell ‘em

That I got no cerebellum

Never has psychiatric surgery been such fun! Charges straight into…

Do You Wanna Dance? [1:52]

The first of the two covers. Works remarkably well speeded up.

I Wanna Be Well [2:28]

Reminiscent of ‘I wanna be your boyfriend’ from the first album but this time our protagonist wants to be free of pesticides, hallucinogens and perhaps psychotropic medication.

My future’s bleak

Ain’t it neat?

Check the poor sod on the inner sleeve: freaking out in a padded cell with barred windows.

 I Can’t Give You Anything [1:57]

Golly Gee, it’s real unfair

I wanna dance (but)

It’s all despair +

A song for the disenfranchised.

Ramona [2:35]

A song as punky-sweet as the titular girl. But the dark heart here is a lesson in how vulnerability leads to pain.

I let her in and I started to cry

And then I knew I wanted to die

Or is Ramona the Ramones anima? Could the song be an autobiography of the band?

Surfin’ Bird [2:37]

Another deft choice of covers, though to these ears less chirpy, more menacing than the 1963 original by The Trashmen. The rhythm section of Tommy and Dee Dee shines.

Why Is It Always This Way? [2:32]

The ultimate pogo-party album wraps up with a cheerful 2 ½ minutes about suicide and immovable grief. Or perhaps murder by persons unknown while on the way to the laundrette. Again, check the drawing and final line.


It is odd how really focussing on this album revealed a great deal more than the good-time thrash of ‘Sheena’ and ‘Rockaway Beach’. There is a depth to the ‘cartoon’ lyrics that points towards something much less cheerful but much more real. Meanwhile the leather and denim uniforms and ‘dumb bratiness’ (Savage) distract from some trenchant observations on the human condition.

I think I love Rocket To Russia more as a result but if you just wanna dance under the moonlight, don’t study the lyrics.

Ramones Rocket


Clinton Heylin “Babylon’s Burning: From Punk to Grunge” (Canongate, NY, 2007)

Jon Savage “England’s Dreaming: Sex Pistols and Punk Rock” (Faber & Faber, London, 1991)

Barry Miles “In The Seventies: Adventures in the Counterculture” (Serpent’s Tail, London, 2011)


+ Not a Ramones lyric


  1. You think that I’m real cute / But who’s gonna bring home the loot?

    Genius beyond all mortal reckoning. You probably guessed it already, but I love this LP too, not quite as much as Ramones, but I do just love it. Have you ever watched End of the Century?

    Incidentally I have a cheap rerelease of RTR an had no idea about all the little cartoons on the inner sleeve, so thanks for that – Discogs here I come!

    and thank you for the steer in my direction.


  2. Really enjoyed this, Bruce. Despite the fact that its heyday was during my impressionable high school and early college years, I’m not at all well versed in punk. But I will say that, when my dorm mates and I were studying for final exams and getting stressed out, we liked to blast “I Wanna Be Sedated” on the stereo! There’s a new movie out this fall about the scene at CBGB (which I haven’t seen).


    1. A number of Ramones songs resonate loudly with students under stress. The above quote from ‘Teenage Lobotomy’, for instance. Hm. Perhaps not just students.
      Will watch out for that doco. CBGBs was a fertile (beer-stained) field indeed. Someday I might write about ‘Marquee Moon’.


      1. The CBGB movie is actually a dramatic feature, not a documentary. The most recognizable name in it is probably Alan Rickman, who plays Hilly Kristal, founder and owner of the club.


    2. “Give me an occupation, Miss Dashwood, or I shall run mad.”
      The star studded 1995 version of Sense and Sensibility was largely a disappointment I thought. Except for Alan Rickman as Colonel Brandon. Running CBGB is, it seems, a suitable occupation.


      1. I’m a HUGE fan of Rickman’s performance in that film! I wanted him to carry me in his arms, inside from the rain, like he did Kate Winslet’s Marianne!


  3. The Prudent Groove · · Reply

    “What a fist-punching grin-making rip-snorter of a single.” Brilliant! I’ve always respected the Ramones, but would refuse to listen to them, coming from the Sex Pistols brand of punk rock. Now, in my older years, I’ve dropped the wall of ignorance and have allowed them in. Great post!


    1. Thanks Mr PG. Like you, I was initially struck by the difference between US ‘punk’ and the UK scene that it inspired. The US scene had less obvious obsession with bodily fluids and as such was more presentable, but no less vital for being less snotty. I’m looking forward to reading more of Jon Savage’s book some summer between now and the End of the Century.


  4. The Ramones were a big part of my short-lived “punk period”, when I wore my leather jacket of many zippers that I got from the mall to the one “punk club” in New Orleans that I told you about a while back. Great article, by the way!


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  7. Revisited this piece. Brilliant and insightful as always, Bruce, and a fitting tribute.


    1. You are very kind.

      One could probably construct a music blog solely around newly deceased musicians.
      Just today I also learned that exemplary jazz bassist Charlie Haden has joined the great orchestra in the sky.


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  10. Chewin out a rhythm on my bubble gum… Rocket to Russia is easily my favorite Ramones album. It’s like a best of compilation. I like you method of reviewing the album during the playing time. Bet it was hard to concentrate. I think I read one that Dee Dee pioneered the “uniform” – ah, well, they all had so much to offer.

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