Following last year’s aptly named titled knockout blow Zen and the Arcade of Beating Your Ass, the newest EP of Minneapolis’ prime generators of sleazy-ass oldschool (garage-) punk detonations that never fail to hit their mark by way of sheer force and solid song foundations sees them dial down die predominant hardcore-era Dü-vs-Raygun energy of that record in exchange for a good measure of Detroit-style proto punk energy and i have absolutely no complaints here ‘cos that shit just works!
