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.
While there’re songs I like better then those chosen to represent the bands, that might just clue ya into the fact I own a fuckload of Epitaph’s records.
Zeke concern themselves with motorcycles and fuckin’, but singer Blind Marky Felchtone’s lyric poetry is often obscured by his tendency to sing really fast.
These Seattlites froth and curse like white trash, whiskey drinkin’, drug usin’, hard livin’, hard fuckin’, hot rod racin’, law hatin’, fight startin’ cretins.
This comp has no theme, it’s not a tribute/benefit. It’s just flat-out unadorned rock ‘n’ roll music, loud ‘n’ coarse ‘n’ white trash, like it’s supposed to be.