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Coachwhips: Bangers vs Fuckers
Ow. Ow. Argh. Rargh. Shouty bastard. NY. Disrespect. Distortion. Harmonicas. No track more than 2 minutes. Raw as fuck. John Dwyer. Providence, NI. Noise. Half-chord opuses. Dirt. Wiped in rust. Crass. Class. Perfect. Punk. Punch. Ferocious. Harmonica. Blues. Of Sorts. Animalistic. Abuse. For sure. Feet-frying. Synapse-smashing. Rash-inducing. Wild. With a megaphone. Fastfuckfrenzied. Sonic. Assault. Insult. Eyeball-biting. Ow. Ow. Rargh.
Explosions of love burst outa my sizzled, crisped, incinerated pores and the redrawbabysoft skin underneath is set to bubbling with a hideous kiss of vinegar, brine and hydrochlorix hasslemusik. Produced by Weasel Walter. This is the soundtrack to Hunter S. Thompson's nightmares. As illustrated by Ralph Steadman. Catering by Dr. Crippen. Ably Assisted by Dr. And The Crippens. And it's fucking brilliant.
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Coachwhips - Bangers vs Fuckers
You scare me like words could never say. -
Coachwhips - Bangers vs Fuckers
but I spent all yesterday evening making pea soup, it's nice an all. got some left if you want some.
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Coachwhips - Bangers vs Fuckers
This really is a great record like the reviewer says. Crushingly loud at almost all times but still laden with hooks, this is an album for someone looking to take a step forward from the standard garage-rock revival. -
Coachwhips - Bangers vs Fuckers
bloody great album
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