As the title suggests, Fallout… acts like a companion piece to The War Within, replete with covers, re-recordings, unreleased material, and a few new tunes.
Anneke’s voice soars above the tinkerings, pulses, and throbs, always sounding vaguely Irish to these ears. The catch in her throat will put a lump in yours.
Part noisy college rock (when “alternative rock” was still ROCK), part punky rock, gonzo solos, and “I need a goddamn job!” hollers over Sex Pistols swagger.
With dub master/deep groover Richard Dorfmeister teaming up with the Latin seduction of Madrid De Los Austrias, how could it go so wrong? In a word: Disco.
The mainstream might know him as “that awkward guy on Mr. Show and Just Shoot Me,” comedy buffs and metalheads know Brian Posehn as the thrash-addicted giant.
A neo-glam band who sport eyeliner and tattoos, use the word punk to mean fast, and you’ll dig it, but always be a little suspicious of how honest it is.