While not as gritty, it still possesses an almost hypnotic monotony that acts as a perfect white-noise buffer to the vagaries of an unpleasant environment.
Ex-Mötley Crüe vocalist John Corabi and ex-Kiss guitarist Bruce Kulick combine ’cause no real band would have ’em, and this way, no one could kick ’em out.
They end up soundin’ like pre-sellout Corrosion of Conformity, only smarter cuz they bought one of those vocal distortion things like the Butthole Surfers.
Powdery, girl-woman vocals drive deep into voluptuous minor chords, evoking something of Elastica, an element of Garbage, and a good measure of Eurythmics.