Has a lot in common with the first coupla Silver Jews records (except there’s more Malkmus and less Berman) and pre-“Cut Your Hair” Pavement in general.
These Seattlites froth and curse like white trash, whiskey drinkin’, drug usin’, hard livin’, hard fuckin’, hot rod racin’, law hatin’, fight startin’ cretins.
Blue-collar throwbacks to the guys who slaved in the mills and pits all day and then threw back shots all night. They’re characters in Springsteen songs.
Whitey puts on his Al Jolson act and kicks it, but substitutes the funk for Biohazardcore and Beastie-thrash and the raps go on about lawn-jobs and drugs.