This comp is the aural equivalent of invitin’ all yer rowdy friends over for an eviction party, but with the security of not bein’ homeless the next day.
They claim it’s evil, as evil as three Bell Rays, a Streetwalkin’ Cheetah and an Excessorarie can get, as evil as a fun side project, if ya like surf rock.
These bands don’t follow genre convention, they use the rock mulch as fuel and barrel ahead like a big cunt-hungry bulldozer fulla speed, Viagra, and booze.