Songs that rivaled those of Never Mind The Bollocks and X-Ray Spex’s Germ Free Adolescents as definitive documentation of that particular time and place.
Dirty guitar sound and throaty vocals similar to Chad of ALL, NPW sounds like “I Don’t Wanna Hear It” and “Reaganomics,” song after over-caffeinated song.
What I thought was one of those tide-me-over EPs turns out to be one of the most black-hearted batteries of brutality to assault these ears in some time.
Full of back porch-sittin’, pink lemonade-guzzlin’, fly-swattin’, horse-trottin’, acoustic country ballads with trip-hop noises to remind us it’s the ’90s.