An incredibly intense chunk of punk from the way-back machine. Vitriolic rage with the catchiness of The Adicts and the acidic bite of Angelic Upstarts.
There’s something very gratifying about seeing Josh Freese and Warren Fitzgerald squander their immense talents on a silly band, just to have a bit of fun.
With all the testosterone of Motörhead, Fat Ass explores that road between muscle car metal and thrash. Sleazy Stooge romps like “Rub One Out” and “Lonesome” cohabitate with the humor of Suicidal Tendencies.
As soon as you showcase a special education class in album format, hyper-sensitive types are going to start screaming “Exploitation!” The Kids of Widney High are just a bunch of kids having a hell of a lot of contagious fun.
Teenie boppers hoping for the next No Doubt best look elsewhere. Singer Jenna Tyrade has no Madonna leanings whatsoever. Her explosive spewing lingers on nauseousness, savoring the bile in the back of the throat before erupting in a wonderfully messy hurl.
The guitars punch like a Leatherman, and the thematic horns are pure Quinn-Martin production. The lyrics are devoid of humor, save one Brady Bunch reference that slips through.