Victory gets a thumbs up for getting diverse with the talent, cuz it’d be just too easy to find a buncha bands to go alongside Electric Frankenstein and Zeke.
This stuff is no-frills, low tech and high energy, played by sons of Iggy who grew up thinkin’ Raw Power would sound better if it was played really fast.
It’s the Cramps’ “I Was A Teenage Werewolf” grappling at least thematically with the New York Dolls in the big scream drive-in theatre of Roky Erickson’s mind.
Cabbagetown, GA heirs to Fiddlin’ John Carson, these Rock*A*Teens produce high-falutin’ lowbrow faux hillbilly for folks too smart to take that shit straight.
These ranters got tagged with the “hardcore” label cuz of the company they kept, but The Proletariat had more in common with early Fall and pre-sellout Wire.