A personal CD-R copy of a sold out s/t 7” originally on Rococo Records from a few years ago just made available by the boys in the band. Thrash out irreverent noise rock kings of fuckedupness don’t disappoint here but I must say that I never caught on to the swampabilly aspect of these guys til now a la Pussy Galore, all things John Spencer (“Ba-LOOOOZ EXPLOSION!”). The first track makes it apparent and I suspect that its named with that in mind. Great stuff, short tracks make it easy to fulfill your afile requirement during your indie rock set. No, no, I’m serious. It will fit purrrrr-fectly……

1) “Fork in Your Pussy” may very well be titled cuz it sounds like Pussy Galore with a fork stuck in it: garbage can distorto blues taken to the next level beyond what Neil Haggarty and John Spencer imagined
2) thrash out noise rock, screamo ouchiness
3) dirgey noise rock with a certain swamp
4) chugs but just cuts off cold and quick (wonder if this is a fucked up transfer? Ah, silly me to think such a thing. These fuckers are weird, they are my brothers, my bruthas. They are far-out freaky and killer!)