Mary Reilly loses its grip on viewers within the first half hour. For all its dark lighting and gloomy atmosphere, real tension and fear are sorely lacking.
Flesh, the first of a trilogy that included Trash and Heat (1969 and 1970 respectively), is likely the best-known (and most enjoyable, continuity-wise).
Dave Smalley has been setting the standard for sensitive rock/punk/pop/hardcore for a dozen years, and this new record just pushes the genre even further.
These guys peel all the listener-friendly artifice off rock in search of the kind of purity that repels major label A&R reps. No wonder Albini likes ’em.