The drudgery of the last few months are over and we've got 4 new tracks of punk rock expressed through what sounds like plaque-caked teeth and furry tongues. "Blood On The Beach" is made up of four drunken gospels to the gods of Nowhere and Boredom. Keith's "I'd-rather-be-watching-sitcoms" vocals are backed up with a band that might not know how to do anything better than play American Hardcore the way it was meant to be played. Ferocity in salty leather and ripped jeans. Artwork by Keith Caves.
RIYL Fang, Sick Pleasure, The Living.