Fingersnapping swing with some ska and funky boogies thrown in. You also get a punk anthem, a slow ballad, and a couple rockers like Iggy and Diamond Dave.
Reminds me of Queens of the Stone Age, specifically the part that says, “Hey, we really like Can.” Lots of simple, hypnotic grooves repeated over and over.
For those who enjoy such things as fine, olde English music with deeply evile words but complete with authentic HURDY-GURDY playing purchase Burn, Witch, Burn.
A punishingly addictive death metal album that reestablishes Brujeria’s mixture of Fear Factory rhythms, Terrorizer riffing, and Spanish Satanic ramblings.
They weren’t talented. They were fashionable. So if it whizzed by you the first time, turn your head and catch the Bratmobile look now. It hasn’t changed.