Tough guy Nine Pound Hammer redux, y’know, drunken swagger cockpunkrock with spaghetti western soundbites to punctuate Throttlefinger’s self-image as outlaws.
Most of the bands here 1) aren’t very good, 2) don’t try very hard, 3) point out a whispered truth: Most of the songs in Grease were actually pretty lame.
People’ve been lining up to say nice things, but I can’t find a lot to say about them, other than that they’re OK. I get some kind of early Down By Law vibe.
Their shit don’t lack for in-yo-face intensity, tho’ they do lack the ability to write a coupla numbers that don’t sound exactly like the six they just played.