David Thomas of Pere Ubu and Cheetah Chrome of Dead Boys felt the band they split from (RFTT) had “unfinished business.” 26 years after the band split, they toured. The next year, this basically live-in-the-studio disc appears.
The tough scaly underbelly of ’90s Southern grind (Eyehategod, Buzzoven) taken into a bikerish “don’t let’m grind you down” direction. Ex-Dragbody/Bloodshovel guys.
The real reason to get this reissued classic is the buncha speedy rockers that woulda put’m on bills with DMZ, Smack, The Fluid, The Lazy Cowgirls, Electric Frankenstein, or The Hives.
The metalized, twisted riff rockin’ outburst who’s stood on stage with the finest of stoner, hard-art-hammer lords, improv-wazzle-prog, and heart-tugging drone.
Blues rock mutated into proto-metal via burned-over psychedelia, the bad acid wah-wah pedal just post ’68, packed tight, giving you your bong-load’s worth.