Instrumentals all, evocative of life’s elemental offerings: birth and death, love and loss, hope and despair, loneliness and longing, growth and decay.
Foot-to-the-floor angstfests so poundingly mixed, you barely notice they sound like pretty much every massively-produced song you’ve driven recklessly to.
Coyote Shivers could quite possibly be Thunders reborn: The glitter glam-slam attitude and outfits and the smarmy sneer, at once inviting and dangerous.
This 1982 LP belongs near the top of the list of the best punk albums of all time alongside those of Fear, the Misfits, DKs, Sex Pistols, X-Ray Spex, etc.
Schooling for the deviant, with a curriculum not found at any Ivy League school. Master Matthew needs a new slave, as his last one just left the country.
Crispin Hellion Glover puts the “character” back in “character actor,” as anyone who’s seen his performances in River’s Edge, The Doors, My Tutor can attest.