This is garage schlock the way it was meant to be done. Snarling, demented, slightly perverted, trash rock ‘n’ roll. I’m glad I’ve gotten a chance to hear them.
13 Kiddie Favorites may not sell the units that the stadium punk bands do, but the songs sink in. They strike something deeper than pretty songs on the radio.
They’re wild, break the rules, and love publicity stunts. They play raw, unfiltered punk rock with enough manic energy, hate, and humor to make ’em rock.
The music is mostly your straightforward blues-based mid-’70s Noo Yawk kinda thang – sorta like the Dolls but with a real(?) woman belting out the vocals.
Spastic punk that sounds like the good ol’ days. Usual cartoon criticism of world leaders set to a Christmas theme, and a new take on “I like ’em cold.”