12 “new” New York punk bands doing one “original” and one cover each. Proves again punk bands oughta stick to what they know best, ruining their “own” songs.
Bands/artists from Man Ray’s hard electronic dance scene come together for these 15 tracks. Almost 74 minutes of shaking your garbed-in-black white butt.
Rut: Shut thine pie-hole, Trichinosis! My lord is dying and so art thou, thou underrehearsed beverage- referencing knave! Take heed! Take two, they’re small.
Music for the threshhold between night and day. That brief moment when the sky is unsure about its character, spinning hues of purple and red and pink.
The Verucas did some spring cleaning, finally locating the album-polish for Eight Arms to Hold You in their garage, and the result is a more cohesive album.