This is one of the most frightening albums of punk or any other genre... it's like a Halloween rape spree in its sheer mindless evil. Stomping boogie like 'metal postcard', Horrible cries of angst like 'pure'... music like someone wanting to cave in your head then smear your brains all over their porkchops. Music to dine with Hannibal with. Music to make you want to strew entrails on your children. This is not a 'fun' album... but it is indispensable. No other album I've heard carries it's scent of urban 70s horror. To cheer up afterwards? watch 'apocalypse now'.
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