Some atmospheric keys and a female vocalist above the Ministry-meets-Meshuggah chug, but Jorgen could say, “how’s it going?” and it’d sound evil as shit.
Instead of hurling dark balls of angst into an echoing mosh pit of depression, Dejha walks through her emotional fires and emerges as a woman galvanized.
Live at the Ritz 11/86, plus “I Wanna Be Your Dog” live in Boston, I suspect from the widely available, equally lousy, boot, Live at the Channel Boston, MA.
Pretty much the best elements of West Coast sweetness (even though they’re from the Midwest): Samiam, Knapsack, The Tank, old Gameface, you get the gist.