At times, they out-Stooge the Stooges with their metal-grinder meets spin-cycle guitars. The harmonica and swampy rockabilly feel reminds me of Blues Explosion.
Among the inventors of crust. This is a marginally listenable live recording from ’83, four unreleased studio tracks, and outtakes from the UK/DK soundtrack.
A short, bitterly transcendent fiction piece entitled “Why I Ate My Wife” by M. Gira of Swans, and an interview. A fanzine, sometimes marshmallowy positive.
Guitars replace them kick-ass bagpipes, vocal harmonies still stacked to the ceiling. Pure guitar pop. I kinda dig some of the songs, but I miss the bagpipes.
Even though these bands would go on to release some landmark material, no one has before or since released a record of such concentrated explosive punk energy.