L.A. street-level punk about drinking, chicks, flag-waving, the corruption of the American dream, and all that. Terrible-sounding drums but good guitar chaos.
There was a sound behind me and I spun like a cat. Like a cat shrieking because you just ran the vacuum cleaner across its tail after hog-tying its paws and putting a burlap bag over its head to completely disorient it, but like a cat none the less and none the more.
Well-sung, clean-guitar-o-plenty emo with a pinch of rock. A lot of Midwest influence in the way the vocals grab you by the chest and rub onions in your eyes.
This here Gluecifer record is flat öüt smökin’, it röcks! Pick öne üp för yöürself at yer löcal Töwer or Sam Göödy’s ör öther fine pürveyör of cömpact discs.
The original bassist in Marilyn Manson and the drummer from Rainbow/Black Sabbath, but I don’t recognize the name. Gidget likes photo sessions more than songs.
Britney Spears – Oops, I Did It Again (10 out of 10): An artistic triumph that ranks alongside the great masterworks of 20th century art, such as Van Gogh’s “Starry Night,” Welles’ “Citizen Kane,” and Ritter’s “Three’s Company.”