Tom ripped on his camouflage guitar, the bassist jumped around like a cocker spaniel, but I kept thinking “When will the guitar player put his shirt back on?!?”
The set improved drastically midway through when Mick Brown (vocals) wailed out “Disgusted,” which exemplifies his repulsion with his life, music, and mind.
A nostalgia joyride, strapped in A Clockwork Orange-style. The tape’s running at double-time. And the sound quality is decent at best. 35 songs is too many.
The notorious, always riot-provoking Tunnel Rats graced the stage with their blood, leaving behind the sweet stench of alcohol and a pile of broken mic stands.