Here's some quality no-frills ass-whoppin', hip-shakin' straight-ahead garage punk by a Melbourne group whose ruckus kinda sounds like the result of crossbreeding some Mini Skirt with early Teenanger or maybe Obits. Then you feed the resulting breed a diet consisting of a tolerably small amount of Oi!, some early 80s US Westcoast Punk, even a slight hint of Crass maybe. The grown up beast might resemble what Tony Dork are doing here and i think it's quite a beauty to behold.
