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ALMOST EVERY NIGHT THESE GUYS ARE PRODUCING THE KIND OF TOUGH, THANKLESS, IN-YOUR-FACE MUSIC THAT MAKES YOU WANNA GET INTO A CAR AND PLOW DOWN THE HIGHWAY AT 9
NOBODY DOES IT BETTER, NOBODY DOES IT WORSE, NOBODY DOES IT PERIOD. OTHERS TIP-TOE AROUND THE EDGES, MAKE LITTLE RUNNING STARTS AND HALF-HEARTED PASSES, BUT WHEN YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT THE “O” MIND, THE VERY CENTRAL EYE OF THE UNIVERSE THAT OPENS UP LIKE A HUGE, GAPING, SUCKING MAW, YOU HAVE JUST STEPPED IN POOP . THERE ARE NO COMPROMISES, NO ATTEMPTS TO SOOTHE OR PLAY GAMES IN HOPES OF EXPANDING INTO A FABLED WIDER AUDIENCE. SHORT, FAST, MIND-SPLATTERING - THESE GUYS TOSS YOUR HEAD WITH FREE-FORM VISIONS OF TEEN-ANGST, PARANOIA, FRUSTRATION AND ANGER. AND IF THAT DOESN’T SOUND ATTRACTIVE, THEN YOU’VE BEEN LIVING ON BORROWED TIME FOR FAR TOO LONG.
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