Before the New York hardcore sound came to be regarded as a permanent piss stain on popular culture, The Mob were among the loudest and fastest of the crew.
A mixture of Kiss, Ru Paul, and Pansy Division. A bunch of guys in drag playing, you know, rock, with obscene lyrics about felching, fist-fucking, and anal sex.
It’s more listenable than most extreme metal, and more filled out than most NY hardcore. The downside is that they take their negativity far too seriously.
They may have drawn direct inspiration from Thurston and Co., but there’s no blueprint for the kind of dynamics and intensity that Chune have to offer.