A collection of hard-to-find singles on Duophonic Super 45s from one of the most original bands of the ’90s who should prove to be largely influential.
The sort of band that badly Xeroxed cut-and-paste ‘zines love to ramble on about. Their sound is too Seattle to be sludge-punk, but too Chicago to be grunge.
Celtic ambiance and mournful tunes. Really dug the flute, but too bad there was some kind of low-frequency hum that drowned it out and buzzed the speaker cabs.
Made up of former members of Bullet LaVolta, Voodoo Dolls, and Orangutang, this three-piece put its own creative spin on the Bob Mould/Sugar/Hüsker Dü sound.
Ignoring anything resembling diversity within or between songs, Sinister just plain play mind-numbingly fast, trudgingly slow, and thoroughly demonic songs.
Sgt. Pepper meets Lenny Kravitz for a drink in San Francisco. They cop some greenbud on Haight Street and, after rolling a fatty, go out cruising for girls.