I sometimes kinda like Huntingtons, but when their not-best-work is placed next to the modern-day equivalent of the Violent Femmes, they suffer in comparison.
A return, full of evil doomy guitar chords, multiple eccentric Danzig vocals, and lots of metal. Far and clear best track is the record’s closer, “13.”
Full-on techno versions of Halen’s greatest blood-grain alcohollers. At least the label slaps on a famous second-string hair vocalist to each abortion.
Good ol’ dirty-sounding pop-punk, the kinda stuff the bigger underground labels polish for mass consumption. Here it is in original, messy form, warts and all.