If there is one word to describe this latest outing from Kim Salmon, with its droning rumbles, hazy distortion, and proto-punk vibe, it is “menacing”. This is an album you apologize to, maybe buy it a drink to be safe.
Looking for some wildman rockandroll? You need look no further than this four-song effort (one of which takes up more than half the album), featuring out-of-control guitar stunts, an implacable rhythm section, and a wonderfully unhinged vibe.
Spencer delivers another trash-talkin’, leg-humpin’, hip-grindin’ album in his particular inimitable style.
Fuzzy solo project from LA fixture Charles Moothart, with a DIY ethic clearly in place.
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