All grit and no glamour, Mini Skirt are a no-nonsense noisy bunch of musicians, and this new album gets right into the mix with the driving ‘Pottville River’ battering the listener with a hypnotic riff and tub thumping that will crawl inside your head and make you crave it more and more.

Lean in and take in every lyric and bop til you drop, nailing the tone of the record to perfection as the vocals are spat out rathe rthan sung like a lullaby this is music for people who give a shit and know exactly what they want. Noise but not for the sake of it, lyrics that give a shit that aren’t shit and an overall album that will take you on a journey you don’t want to go on but are a willing victim. Mini Skirt are in killer form.

Australia is the epicentre of this sound and boy do they do it well, in fact, they do it better than anywhere else on the planet from Stiff Richards and Split System to The Outsiders and the sniffers through Civic, C.O.F.F.I.N. and Grindhouse right back to Birdman and The Saints this far away island rules.

Five years since their debut album ‘Casino’, this album follows on from where that left off, leaving the informed in no-brainer territory, knowing what they’re getting for their bucks. For the newcomers, just jump in, it’s loud, raw, but bursting with passion. ‘All That We Know’ is now ready to push Mini Skirt in front of more people around the world, and that’s a good thing. These Australian pub-punkers will probably not give two shiny shits about some writer on the other side of the world, but they should know that they’re on the right path, and for someone who loves this honest, raw, passionate rock n roll thing, they should continue to deliver their brand of jagged, raw political Aussie noise.

I love the Saints wrapped in their DNA on songs like ‘Smart Enough’ and then to punch harder on ‘Chew The Cud’. I can imagine being in a sweaty, dark club being thrown around to, this being an experience we all should be on board with.

I find the hypnotic rhythms married to the noise-overdriven guitars the perfect match and most engaging. There is a darkness happening that’s like musical voodoo casting a spell over the listener. Songs like ‘Mud’ weave their way into your brain and are most addictive. ‘Squeeze Down’ is epic, but saying that, this whole album is pretty epic and one that opens different moments on every play. Man, I love records like this, and my advice is you will too, so waste no more time and get some Mini Skirt on the turntable. You can thank me later.

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London rock n’ roll band WitchDoktors are back with a new album, ‘Izzatso?’, and what a bright slice of sunshine Rock n roll it is too. From the punchy opener ‘Lightning Strike’, you can lace up your creepers and get boppin. Featuring 11 tracks, WitchDoktors they refuse to stand still and incorporate styles outside of their comfort zone of rootsy punk rock n rolland on the opener, the breakdown is infectious and holds up the wonderful slide courtesy of Ruts DC Leigh Heggarty. Equal servings of Trashy glam rock n roll played loudly through amps with real instruments with big throaty gang vocals, it’s the perfect opener.

Hot on the heels is the punchy ‘Before The War’ with a fantastic chorus bursting with energy, it’s simply majestic, and the clincher is a hearty, warm, engaging production that’s elevating the songs into the next league.

Conceived during COVID and then delayed by the sad passing of their longtime collaborator and legendary recording engineer Pat Collier,  ‘Izzatso?’ is named thus for the listener to not take things on face value and to question everything. It’s no coincidence that the band are big fans of Mr Strummer, who’s woven into their DNA. See through the veils of bullshit or spins on stories or propaganda, and to think for yourself.” Wise words.

‘High Dry And Burn’ has a feel of Michael Monroe going on, and what a track it is from the backbeat, its exceptional songwriting and already the album is barely awake, and it’s pulling the listener in several directions and all of the highest order. Impressive stuff.

Heading into Strummer territory for ‘Freedom Fighter’, this could stand tall alongside tracks like ‘Tony Adams’ with its lively Bass run and inner city skank. Man, the horns on ‘Planet Of Pain’ with its energy are something else. The song is honkingly good and will deffo fuck you up!

WitchDoktors have hit a career high on this one, and the punch and zip of ‘Spanner In The Works’ is another side step into some ska skank with funky horns and twitching keys that a mid-70s Rolling Stones would have killed for. Whereas ‘God Knows’ has a pulse of Kinks in the song, at least that’s what I’m hearing mixed with some Small Faces for good measure, and the super strong vocal helps.

It’s an album full to bursting with potential singles left, right and centre, with a mixture of styles that work really well, making the best WitchDoktors album thus far. 2025 has been an awesome year for new albums and this is next level for these Londoners, showing that they can go toe to toe with anyone in this risky business. Kicking ass and doing it with a beaming smile, no doubt. Hell, they even don the sombreros and chew on cigars for a little mexicana on the album’s closer, ‘Kicking The Can’, complete with its squeezebox and trumpet, it’s making Paul-Ronney Angel blush, it’s so good. Andy and Tony, who write the songs, have really delivered without hesitation. I suggest you go and get a copy of this one right off the bat and demand they come to your part of town and bring the big guns, ‘Izzatso?’ is all killer and no filler, and you can tell I said so! Buy It! 

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It was great to see a very busy venue on a school night when the wind and rain were lashing down outside but inside it was warming up rather nicely as Collapsed Lung were on stage entertaining the crowd with a set of bangers and by the time they got to ‘Eat My Goal’ the audience were caught in the moment moving with the break beats and the energy was excellent. I particularly liked the Grange Hill Just Say No in ‘New Song Old Band’, Zammo would have been proud as the vibes in the room were spot on and Collapsed Lung had achieved their Goal of warming up the audience well for Senser.

With the audience packed in and the clock just ticking past nine, the band took their respective places as Haitham and Kerstin brought the energy out on the battle line. ‘To The Capsules’ ‘Devoid’ signalled the intent to drain every last bit of energy the audience had was about to commence and the rhythmic beats began and the riffs were cranked up, and with a one and a two, we were off! Heavy as a bomb with all the finest ticks and scratches, making this anything other than straightforward. Senser are up and running, no, scrap that charging.  No time to pause for breath because a frantic ‘Resistance Now’ is drawing the pit closer as Haitham stares into the middle distance as he delivers the sermon of the hour, and Swansea is all in.

A special mention must go to the band here who put in a shift and were tight as delivering the intensity needed and mixing the Deckwrecka who weaved live scratches and some into the ferocious riffs from Nick whilst the rhythm section held it tight in the engine room it was spectacular and the old ‘Stacked Up’ tunes sounded as fresh as songs off the new album especially ‘Ryot Pump’ which was devastating in its deliver, intensity and execution. Senser were on fire tonight and showed that they are indeed a force to be reckoned with.

There is an intensity to Haithams delivery as he grips the mic but a smile is never far from his lips as the audience bounced to ‘State Of Mind’, ‘Switch’ or the new ones like ‘Full Body Rebellion’ or the frantic mosh of ‘Harbinger’ showing they have the chops to go toe to toe with any heavy band when they want to.

‘No Comply’, ‘The Key’ were all present and correct leading up to a frantic and energetic ‘Age Of Panic’ as the guitars were rinsed before the non encore of the epic ‘Chanel Zero’ which encompassed everything these guys are great at it was indeed a mash up of Slayer meets PE but giving it a sarf London twist and owning the sound better than most in this genre. Politically aware, sonically astute, and a thunderous live band, Senser 2025 are a force to be reckoned with, and if you get the chance, pick up the new album and get to a show, it will entertain you and give you a shot in the heart that bands can still kick it and are relevant today as they were in the early 90s. Oh, and of course, they finished the set with a brutal ‘Eject’ and then they were gone. Swansea, you were served. Let’s do this again in the not-too-distant future that was memorable.

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Legendary Manchester punk pioneers Buzzcocks return with a brand-new studio album, Attitude Adjustment – their twelfth to date and another thrilling chapter in one of British music’s most enduring stories.

Bursting with 14 new tracksAttitude Adjustment finds Buzzcocks doing what they do best: combining raw punk energy with melodic smarts and lyrical bite, all delivered with trademark heart and humour. As Steve Diggle puts it, “It’s punk rock with a Motown vibe! A new album should always have elements of surprise and create its own world, and this does. It avoids the cliché and expands the Buzzcocks’ magical journey.”

From the swaggering opener Queen of the Scene, the album is packed with spirit, invention and attitude — proving once again that Buzzcocks are far more than just a heritage act; they’re a living, evolving force.

Formed in Manchester in 1976, Buzzcocks’ influence on punk and independent music cannot be overstated. Their self-released debut EP Spiral Scratch sparked a revolution, paving the way for generations of DIY musicians and indie labels. Through classics like Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn’t’ve) and What Do I Get?, they helped define the sound and spirit of late-70s British punk.

Though the band sadly lost founding frontman Pete Shelley in 2018, co-founder Steve Diggle has kept the Buzzcocks flame alive — writing, recording and touring with the same passion and purpose that have always defined the group.

Attitude Adjustment stands as a celebration of resilience, creativity and pure rock ’n’ roll energy — proof that nearly five decades on, Buzzcocks still know how to hit hard, hook deep, and move fast.

The band will spend 2025 on the road, including a run of UK dates with The Stranglers this October:

BUZZCOCKS – TOUR DATES WITH THE STRANGLERS 2025

·       Fri Oct 17 – Leeds, O2 Academy

·       Sat Oct 18 – Manchester, O2 Apollo

·       Tue Oct 21 – Newcastle, O2 City Hall

·       Thu Oct 23 – Edinburgh, Corn Exchange

·       Fri Oct 24 – Aberdeen, Music Hall

·       Tue Oct 28 – Bristol, Beacon

·       Wed Oct 29 – Brighton, Dome

·       Fri Oct 31 – London, Roundhouse

·       Sat Nov 1 – London, Roundhouse

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New Studio Album ‘OUTERSTELLAR

Set For Release February 20

New Single “Rockin’ Horse”

Surprises are rare and wonderful. When music decides to just show up and strut and rock and roll and stomp with swagger, swing and raw energy all over you, that’s the rarest surprise and Michael Monroe does not disappoint with his brand new studio album, Outerstellar, set for release via

Silver Lining Music on February 20th 2026.

“Rockin’ Horse is a cool, rockin’ song that we made a great fun video for with the fantastic director Leigh Brooks,” comments Michael Monroe. “We got into different characters on the so-called ‘Waking Up With Michael Monroe’ TV morning show, with me as the host.

And it’s the first time you have ever seen me without make-up (!). Great fun and good times. Hope you enjoy it!”

‘What ‘genre’ is Michael Monroe?’ Oh, go and throw yourself back into the shoebox you restrict yourself to if you need a genre… How about ‘sweet smelling leathery sweat wrapped in one of the greatest rock ‘n’ roll voices?’ How about ‘harmonies and vibes swimming in silk scarves and lounging on a beaten sofa in leather pants, with the AM hours alive and the melodies so, so intoxicating?’ And how about ‘attitude! Which screams carefree, not carelessness, confidence, not arrogance, a cocksure sense of self-bathed in the sheer joy of playing the religious experience of real rock ‘n’ roll.’

From loud crashing guitars to harmonicas, to gorgeous acoustic moments, you’ll sing, you’ll dance, you’ll shiver, you’ll shake, and you’ll smell this wonderful exhilarating record in all its weathered biker jacket incense-coated glory and you’ll also realize that whatever the hell is going on in the world right now, when you put this album on, it’s an instant escape to carefree days and an emancipation from worries, fears and woes.

It is EXACTLY what rock ‘n’ roll in its truest sense is meant to be, and Michael Monroe is handing you permission to get lost in the love of it. In fact, just stop reading this, get off your ‘Rockin’ Horse’ and go see Michael Monroe on tour at your first opportunity! In support of the release of OuterstellarMichael Monroe and the band will embark on a UK co-headline tour with Buckcherry, kicking off in Southampton on February 24th. For a full list of upcoming shows and tickets, visit: michaelmonroe.com – more dates to be announced.

2025:

24 Nov Rock Beyond Rock Vol. 2, Osaka (JP)

25 Nov EX THEATER ROPPONGI, Minato City (JP)

2026:

24 Feb The 1865, Southampton (UK)

25 Feb O2 Ritz, Manchester (UK)

27 Feb KK’s Steel Mill, Wolverhampton (UK)

28 Feb Northumbria Institute, Newcastle (UK)

1 Mar SWG3, Glasgow (UK)

3 Mar Tramshed, Cardiff (UK)

4 Mar The Foundry, Torquay (UK)

6 Mar Rock City, Nottingham (UK)

7 Mar O2 Forum, London (UK)

8 Mar Chalk, Brighton (UK)

3-7 Apr Underground Garage Cruise, Miami (US) to Cozumel (MX)

Outerstellar will be available on Limited Edition 12” White Viny, 12” Turquoise Vinyl, 12” Black Vinyl, CD Digipak, Digital Download, Streaming and special D2C bundles. Available to pre-order now at Here

https://michaelmonroe.com/web

It feels like an eternity since ‘Bring Me The Head Of…’ the last album by Newport punks Bad Sam was released into the world back in 2017, but when it comes to Dean Beddis and Richard Glover, the musicians behind this latest version of the band, it’s always been about quality tunes and never mind how long it takes to write them, which as a result means ‘Trauma’ is packed with 10 cuts of premium punk pomp from da Port….albeit with a 2025 twist.

Taking the live insanity of the Bad Sam line ups that have gone before and distilling it down to singer Beddis and bassist/guitarist/producer Glover might have been considered a risky move by some as the intensity of the band live had always a joy to behold – even if it was like taking your life into your own hands at times. Here though with ‘Trauma’ the “brains” behind the band have momentarily paused operations, observed what is going on around them, and then tweaked the Bad Sam songwriting formula to return angrier than ever before.

There’s been demo tracks released over the past couple of years on Bandcamp, tracks like ‘Pedigree Poor’ and ‘Terrable Dance’ (rechristened ‘Monster’s Dance’ for the album)  which hinted at what might be coming, and there’s also been a handful of chaotic local low key gigs that have seen the duo breaking in the new material to ascertain what songs best fit their twisted vision of the future, and as a result ‘Trauma’ is an all out attack on the senses, a record that actually makes you stop and think…”what the fuck is going on in this world?”

‘Emotional Hostage’ kicks things off in fine style as Slayer-esque riffage blends perfectly with industrial drum loops over which the immediately recognisable Beddis barks out his warning of living your life always looking for a return to “the good old days”.

‘Pedigree Poor’ quickly follows, remixed and rabid, it’s a grimy real-life tale of living well below the poverty line. This track demanding you to listen to it on headphones to truly absorb the avalanche of sounds that underpin this anthem for the less fortunate in our society.

Elsewhere, ‘The Van’ sounds just how Public Enemy jamming with a hardcore crossover band should have always sounded, whilst ‘Turn You Off’ is the first of a trio of tracks on ‘Trauma’ that are the closest to the Bad Sam sound of old, with a more straight-ahead punk rock approach.

As ‘Trauma’ reaches its midpoint ‘Silent Death’ comes out of leftfield sounding not unlike err Leftfield and Lydon and it’s almost Gothic chorus would instantly fill a club dance floor if the youth of today still did such things.  Recent single ‘Popcorn And Blood’ is a banger too, taking the Killing Jokey dark vibe further and giving it a savage lyrical twist courtesy of Beddis and his views on death tourism. Meanwhile if it’s a throbbing slab of industrial punk all about societal peer pressure you are looking for then you need look no further than ‘Perpetual Consumption’.

 ‘Trauma’ enters its final trio of songs with ‘Monsters Dance’ staggering out of the speakers like the perfect soundtrack to a zombie parade from a classic George A. Romero film. Then it’s time to return to the more direct Bad Sam sound of old via ‘Salute The Media’ and (the awesomely titled) ‘Tupperware Death Party’ that close the album down in spectacular full pelt punk rock fashion.

The bio that comes with this advance stream of the album sees Rich Glover comparing the band’s sound on ‘Trauma’ as having the energy of Reagan Youth mixed with the power of LARD, and whilst he’s not a million miles off with that description I think there’s actually loads more going on here than he gives himself and Beddis credit for, as ‘Trauma’ is a record that defies categorisation, and in 2025 we absolutely need bands like Bad Sam producing records like this, exciting, challenging, and above all, essential.

It would be Kriminal not to pick up a copy on vinyl or CD when ‘Trauma’ is released on the 28th of November, or you can preorder a copy NOW via the Bandcamp link below.

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Gothenburg’s drunk’n’roll/hardcore-punk wrecking crew Spøgelse are back to remind you what punk is supposed to feel like: loud, raw, and one beer away from total collapse. Their second album, Spøgelse II, lands this October via Welfare Sounds & Records, packing fifteen tracks that hit like a fist to the jaw for anyone sick of polished, overproduced punk.

Born in the deep Swedish woods but raised on Gothenburg afterparties, Spøgelse have spent the past five years cramming into beat-up cars, dragging gear across highways, and spilling beer on every stage reckless enough to host them. Their mission hasn’t changed: fast riffs, feral live energy, and no compromises.

Spøgelse II is my first taste of the band, so it’s a good jumping-off point, knowing I only have to dig a little for the back catalogue. No Bubblegum pop punk happening here. Right from the starting line its thunderous unleashing of hellfire and fury, and that just the opening three quarters of a minute it takes to put you right in the cross hairs of what Spøgelse are all about. It’s the fury of early Damned married to Motorhead with the volume stuck on eleven, no time to fuck about, otherwise these beers will get spilt and go warm. ‘All Go’ crashes into ‘Terrible Head’ before we all have a ‘Meltdown’.

Crash, Bang, Wallop, I love it when some punk bands just cut loose and fuck shit up and head down a Zeke path blasting out the tunes that get them excited, and if you dig it, then hop on for the ride, if not then don’t forget to shut the door on your way out. The guitars sound like they’re being flogged into oblivion with some brutal riff-a-rama being handed out. It’s a fine art to play this fast ‘Sober Curious’, ‘Beer’ ‘, Speedfreaks’. There’s a theme developing here, kids, so just don’t try this at home, leave it to the experts.

The energy is relentless, but the songs are of quality Hell, they even indulge in a bit of Thrash riffage on ‘Kick Them Where IT Hurts’ in all its prog-like length of just over two minutes, to be fair it might well be my favourite track on a very impressive album. The grunt on the bass guitar of ‘In My Way Again’ is stinkingly good. You also get your money’s worth as there are fifteen tracks on offer here, and as we head towards the inevitable come down when it’s all come to a shuddering halt, we get some pro skating lyrics before their tongue is firmly planted in their cheeks for ‘To Fat For Satan’

Stay pissed. Stay punk. But place this rampant mofo on your turntable to help you along the way, best zeked up punk album I’ve heard in quite a while, go get a copy, kids, it’s a beast. Cheers.

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“A bit like Sleaford Mods, but if Jason Williamson had spent the 80s and early 90s rolling about beer-soaked punk rock stages and community centre floors as front man of the legendary Cowboy Killers, and Andrew Fearn was a prolific bass player having toured the world gig circuit as part of the mighty Dub War. OK, nothing like Sleaford Mods then.”

“A glimpse into a dystopian future with executions as a public distraction and the  industry of entertainment and souvenirs built around them.”

 

A sonic shift from previous albums, bringing to mind the garage hardcore of Reagan Youth combined with the “Power of Lard”

Roots firmly in punk underground, previous albums “Working Class Holocaust” and “Bring Me The Head Of..” have sold out direct from Beddis’ Newport record shop and label Kriminal Records. This is the first material to make it onto streaming sites.

TRAUMA, the Welsh duo’s third albu,m is now pre-selling HERE 

It’s been twelve years since they dished up ‘To The Capsule’, fifteen years since ‘How To Do Battle’ and thirty-plus years since they stormed to providence with ‘Stacked Up’. Tough times call for bands like Senser to rise from the ashes and start lobbing musical Molotov cocktails. Mixing their trip hop, hip hop with metal and a whole heap of experimental rhythms and easter delights oh and a social conscience.

Senser should stay in the annals of history if they can’t walk the walk and talk the talk, and with ‘Sonic Dissidence’, it’s fair to say they still have the fever and that fire in the belly; otherwise, what’s the point? Kicking off the new album with the grunt of ‘Ryot Pump’, it’s a headfuck of noise from the guitars groovin’ away like they’re primed from the depths of Hell married with some superb rhythmic drumming like Jane’s Addiction used to do, and the vocal attack of Haitham and Kerstin is exactly what you want to hear from Senser in 2025.

Without a pause for breath, ‘Optimus’ is like a tank ploughing through buildings on the prowl. With tweeks and scratches, walking you through the side step. The hypnotic chorus is a real earworm.

I’d say ‘Old World’ is a slice of classic-sounding Senser with a brutal riff weaving around the dual vocals as Haytham raps and Kirsten sings her lush melody to the chorus. In a weird way, I always find Senser records dark and end-of-days-like like but they always leave me hopeful and uplifted and remind me that I’m on the right side of history as well. With tracks like the beligerant ‘Full Bodied Rebellion’ followed by the smooth adjit trip hop of ‘End Of Days’, then ‘Already Dead’, it’s no wonder I’m contradicting myself with my thoughts on the record. But it’s a journey and one I’m more than happy to take.

By the time you’re deep into the album, there is no escape, and ‘Bleak Division’ might just be the best so far. The lyrics are spot on, and the riff is like cycling into a brick wall face-first, but getting back on and keeping going. The band are on fire and married with the scratching and Public Enemy tweaks its fantastic stuff.

The album really takes hold, and instead of resting on their laurels or going into autopilot, ‘Air Loom’ is Haigh’s time to shine, and boy, does she deliver. The penultimate offering is an old school thrash banger; ‘Harbinger’ could be Exodus at their finest. If that doesn’t satisfy your needs, there’s still time to exhale as ‘Carrier Wave’ is the multi-sensory room come down to take this album home, and at the hands of Andy Brook at the desk, the sound is a complete sonic assault. The music landscape is a better place with new music from Senser now, don’t leave it so long next time, please, guys. Buy It! They head out on tour later this month as well

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Author: Dom Daley

When the title dropped, it was game over. Of course, this was going to be a killer album packed with cowpunk goodness, wicked solos, awesome licks and tricks and lyrics that would make me smile, smirk and howl. Twelfth studio album deep in almost four decades, I swear, as soon as the needle drops and ‘Maybe I’m just messing with you’ kicks me square in the temple, I’m hooked. Great tempo, familiar lick and gritty spaghetti vocals that hit the bullseye right from the get-go.

What next for these supersuckers? Well, how about a melodic mid-tempo rocker? Again, it’s a great hook for number two, and this one hits you between the eyes. Is it legal for a band to be this far into their rocky rockin’ career and still make records that sound this fuckin’ monsterously good? Already I’m punching the air and firing off my guns all at once, can I get a hell yeah! And a yee haw! Those supersuckers are killing it. If you ain’t digging this, then listen to Eddie when he says Go fuck yourself. Me I’m all in and loving life and loving the new long player from Supersuckers so all that’s gone to shit in the world, there are pockets of sunlight filtering through the cracks, and music can be one. Always with a great turn of phrase and married it to some memorable earworm guitar playing, it’s a comfort and the lifeblood to hear records this badass.

Let’s ease back a little and not get overexcited; it’s a marathon, not a sprint, so let’s get a shuffle on as ‘Unsolved Problems’ eases into my head and I can’t shift it. Gentle earworms are dangerous, like audio crack, be careful kids. On another point, whilst I remember, Eddie sounds magnificent on this record after his health issues, he sounds stronger than ever and sings like a seasoned pro, bloody marvellous.

Don’t become complacent or feel lulled into a false sense of security because Eddy and the boys turn it up and remind us it’s time to put it down.

The record ebbs and flows as we relax a little and Eddie whispers sweet nothings in our ear, and he explains how he tried to write a song. And boy did he write a song, in fact, he’s written a whole bunch of em right here right now. The playing on a Supersuckers record has never been this focused has it? At times it’s blistering, and I love the tone of those acoustic guitars on ‘Meaningful Song’, proving that these boys can turn their hand to whatever they like and pull it off.

If you’re umming and ahring, then stop right now. Buy this record because the Supersuckers are on fire and on this evidence are as good, if not better than ever. They don’t need to write another ‘Born With A Tail’ or ‘Pretty Fucked Up’, been there done that.  What you get for your hard-earned is eleven tunes of varying degrees of awesome, be it cowpunk shuffle, acoustic porch torches, or rock out with your cock out. Supersuckers do it better than most and leave a bloody awesome-looking trail of destruction behind them, and we can revisit this particular crime scene anytime we want. Now put that there song ‘Volunteer’ back on, grab a beer (and one for yourself) and turn it up. Hell, there’s even a stonkin take on Lee Harvey Oswald’s ‘Rocket 69’ (that reminds me to play that most excellent ‘Blastranaut’ album just because I can, and it fits right in amongst all this awesomeness.

Edward Carlyle Daly III, “Metal” Marty Chandler (guitar), and Christopher “Chango” von Streicher (drums) take a bow, you motherfuckers are trippin good, and I urge anyone who loves rock n roll to buy this motherfuckin’ record.

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