Whoa Nellie! What the fuck is going on here? Is that a fuzzbox? Tape overload? It sounds like the guitar player plugged his axe into a wall socket and shoved a microphone down his throat to capture it! Hans Doolittle's super spazz fuzztone on this bonafide punk rock classic by the Mentally Ill sounds like its wants to jump off the vinyl, assume the form of a three eyed goat and have its way with my hindquarters!
When I listen to this lo-fi/pissed off/snot punk classic, it feels as though the walls are turning into margarine and I am about to be sucked into some sorta time/space portal like the friggin' house in Poltergeist! This shit is evil. And I love it!
Fuck those so called guitar gods. Clapton? Pussy. Page? Pussy. Every dick that ever graced the cover of a guitar mag? Pussies. The retard who played guitar on Gacey's Place? Genius.
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