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0r + 0d + 0s = ?’? Offering more than the nihilism you might
expect, this three-piece rawks with a slash and learn policy.
Creepy in a good way, especially with those leering vocals
Hey these are songs built around riffs…the old-fashioned
way, like back when Mom got her tattoos. “Twinkie Defense”
rides a fuzz high over the sugar high, catches the expressway
past your skull. Drums keep pushing you out of your seat.
“4 Miles High” is the most splayed out number here, improv
alap with traffic jam synth honks…before the bass rumbles
upon the riff, and again leery as a dead Timothy Leary on
vox. “Systems Failure” is a sort of boom-chicka-boom-chicka
sleazy striptease strutter. Lastly, “I Can’t Find a Monkey”
vocals get pulled through the ol’ Flash-and-the-Pan-o-sonic
effect, on this they summon their finest garage powers. Man
you can see oil stains appearing on the ground in front of
you when this plays, peer into that those puddles and see
the history of rock…its glorious past. This puts the din
in dingy!
-Thurston Hunger
Reviewed by Thurston Hunger on
November 17, 2006 at 1:54 pm
Filed as 7-inch,A Library
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