Metdog's fourth ex­tend­ed play is yet an­oth­er trea­sure trove of play­ful and easy­go­ing garage punk… let's not talk about eggs again here. Ad­mir­ers of R.M.F.C., Re­search Re­ac­tor Corp. or Sa­tan­ic To­gas will aprove of this, just as i'm gonna make an ex­cep­tion here and give my full ap­proval for the use of au­to-tune or vocoder or what­ev­er that shit in the clos­ing track is… fuck­ing art, i guess.