Rockabilly is all the rage, kids, so put on yer dancin’ shoes, turn yer collar up all tuff-like, and get hep to the swingin’ stylings of The Racketeers.
A prime piece of rancid cheese like “She Said” or “Goo Goo Muck” sends the creepy-crawlies up your spine leaving something disgusting in your unmentionables.
Spaced-out music with its feet on the ground, phabulous phreaky soundz that you don’t need to have your eyeballs bouncing off the Hubble to appreciate,
An excellent melodic punk rock album that is as fine in technique as it is in aural aesthetics, but lyrically makes the obvious point of not having a point.