Lydia Lunch was the underground’s favorite diva during the late ’70s and early ’80s, and deservedly so. But you’d never be able to tell from this film.
Fireworks. Detuned bass. Distorted, violent synth noise. Every song lasts for 20 minutes, building to an orgasmic conclusion, and you wish they lasted longer.
Foetus albums have always been better when they’ve had space to develop; this EP is no exception. Good as these songs are, the full-length Gash is better.
One of Boston’s best bands. The last song was the most energetic, with Firestone kicking his guitar around the stage to the tune of two basses being mauled.
You won’t find a better representation of Wax Trax! than Revolting Cocks’ “Attack Ships on Fire,” with Ministry and Front 242 on stage with Trent Reznor.