http://www.discollective.com/albums/M.O.T.O-Kill-M.O.T.O/user/129 M.O.T.O (Masters Of The Obvious) is a punk band out of Chicago by way of New Orleans and Boston. The singer, Paul Caporino has been going strong with M.O.T.O since it's inception in 1981. The first record that I was introduced to was Bolt!, and I was hooked. I recently got this one, and it is by far my favorite. Paul's concise pop gems are reminiscent of the Ramones and the Undertones. The song titles are just as catchy as the songs themselves, and even though they've been around (in several different forms) for so long, they never lose their edge. In person, one of the most exciting and charged live shows that I've ever seen. The stand-out songs on this record are "The Chicks Can Tell", "We are the Rats", "I am a Bomb", and the anthem that I think most people can rally behind, "I Hate My Fucking Job". A self-proclaimed hater of C.D's, and most things non-analog, you may have a hard time finding it on iTunes, but their albums (in different types of media) can be found on their web-site http://www.indiepages.com/moto/ and at Record Emporium in Chicago. ***************** http://www.notlame.com/Browse_by_Artist/M/M.O.T.O./Page_38/CDMOTO5.html M.O.T.O. - Kill MOTO Man M.O.T.O man, Paul Caporino is simply regarded by folks in Chicago/Illinois as one of the best songwriters on the planet and guess what, this new album is a masterpiece that is packed with catchy 70`s punky power pop, hilarious lo-fi-ish insanity and positively uplifting songs left and right! "A genius melodicist"-CMJ. "There are 3 great songwriters in Chicago: Jeff Lescher (Green), Liz Phair and Paul Caporino (M.O.T.O.). Like listening to classic Buzzcocks and early Wire with all the melody and hooks of Sex Pistols and Guided By Voices and all wired and sewn together by a love for 60`s faves like Bee Gees, The Hollies and The Beatles. There are exultantly anthem after anthem here. If you have never heard M.O.T.O before and this sounds cool, guess what...it`s even cooler in the real world of listening to it in your car, work or home! *************** Kill M.O.T.O. CD Those of you who got off on the FM Knives CD will want to check out this latest slab of aluminum from M.O.T.O. Singer/guitarist Paul "Jet" Caporino has held this Chicago band together since the 1980s, and the "punk rock Guided by Voices" still show no signs of slowing down. Kill M.O.T.O. is a fucking BLAST! Awesome, propulsive tracks like "Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance to the Radio", "The Chicks Can Tell", "I Won’t Give It Up Untill You’re Mine", and "Choking On Your Insides" are every bit as Buzzcocks-like as anything on Useless and Modern. And I mean that in a GOOD way. Nothing beats the knockout combination of a buzzsaw punk riff and a memorable pop chorus. And I dig those hard, chunky bass lines! M.O.T.O.’s lo-fi brand of pop-infused punk rock is energetic, immediately likable, and decidedly unpretentious. It takes actual talent to create music that seems so simple and idiotic, and there’s simply no denying that Jet knows how to craft a winning pop song. Even when you’re not listening to a picture-perfect Merseybeat gem like "Breaking Up Is the Hardest Thing", you can just tell that the guy is a 60s pop aficionado all the way. To M.O.T.O.’s driving punk attack, he brings an unabashed love for the likes of the Beatles, Hollies, and early Bee Gees. And that’s what makes this band different from dozens of lesser pop-punk outfits. You hear far too many bands with million dollar recording budgets and dollarstore talent. It’s the other way around with these guys, and that makes for a refreshing change. If the early Replacements had covered Ramones songs, they may very well have sounded like M.O.T.O. Out of 17 songs here, I'd say that 10 or 11 of them rock like f**k. There are also a few off-the-cuff throwaway tracks that are half-assed amateurish in a GbV, Hootenanny -era ’Mats sort of way. But that’s part of the charm with a band like M.O.T.O. (If you want every song to sound the same, look elsewhere!). The other part of the charm is a pronounced sense of humor---which is all over this disc. You can tell that these guys don’t take themselves seriously for a second. They can take a seemingly cliched refrain like "I hate my fucking job/I hate my fucking job" and transform it into the stuff of pure genius. Isn't that what great pop is all about? Their songs may seem sophomoric, boneheaded, or downright retarded on the surface...But so what?! It’s only rock n’ roll, and M.O.T.O. is clearly having a great time playing it! --- Joshua Blake Rutledge --from Now Wave Magazine ***************** This is the one record people always wanted to talk about with me in 2003. Perfect poppy punk songs. This record is so catchy. These guys sing about everything: cops, hating their jobs, rats, left-handed guitars and throw in some great love songs too. The big KUSF hit is "Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance To The Radio", their blasphemous ripping off Joy Division while adding an anti-PC homeless stance. But all the songs are equally great. - Carolyn Keddy’s Top 10+ Of 2003 --from lovemuzzle.org ***************** MOTO- Kill MOTO CD -Singer/guitarist Paul "Jet" Caporino has held this Chicago band together since the 1980s, and the "punk rock Guided by Voices" still show no signs of slowing down. Kill M.O.T.O. is a fucking BLAST! Awesome, propulsive tracks like "Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance to the Radio", "The Chicks Can Tell", "I Won’t Give It Up Untill You’re Mine", and "Choking On Your Insides" are every bit as Buzzcocks-like as anything on Useless and Modern. And I mean that in a GOOD way. Nothing beats the knockout combination of a buzzsaw punk riff and a memorable pop chorus. And I dig those hard, chunky bass lines! M.O.T.O.’s lo-fi brand of pop-infused punk rock is energetic, immediately likable, and decidedly unpretentious. It takes actual talent to create music that seems so simple and idiotic, and there’s simply no denying that Jet knows how to craft a winning pop song. Even when you’re not listening to a picture-perfect Merseybeat gem like "Breaking Up Is the Hardest Thing", you can just tell that the guy is a 60s pop aficionado all the way. To M.O.T.O.’s driving punk attack, he brings an unabashed love for the likes of the Beatles, Hollies, and early Bee Gees. And that’s what makes this band different from dozens of lesser pop-punk outfits. You hear far too many bands with million dollar recording budgets and dollarstore talent. It’s the other way around with these guys, and that makes for a refreshing change. If the early Replacements had covered Ramones songs, they may very well have sounded like M.O.T.O. Out of 17 songs here, I'd say that 10 or 11 of them rock like f**k. There are also a few off-the-cuff throwaway tracks that are half-assed amateurish in a GbV, Hootenanny -era ’Mats sort of way. But that’s part of the charm with a band like M.O.T.O. (If you want every song to sound the same, look elsewhere!). The other part of the charm is a pronounced sense of humor---which is all over this disc. You can tell that these guys don’t take themselves seriously for a second. They can take a seemingly cliched refrain like "I hate my fucking job/I hate my fucking job" and transform it into the stuff of pure genius. Isn't that what great pop is all about? Their songs may seem sophomoric, boneheaded, or downright retarded on the surface...But so what?! It’s only rock n’ roll, and M.O.T.O. is clearly having a great time playing it! from dead-beat-records.com