Plodding and atonal UK punk from 1989. Admittedly this sounds rather dated, and would probably be of more interest had it been recorded 10 years earlier, but aside from the tortuous tempo (everything here needs to be sped up several notches) these songs are pretty damn good. Great melodramatic snarled vocals - even when singing about breakfast - suit the music well, and keep things from getting dull while you wish the band would play faster. Also, in case you skipped past it, the cover art is pretty bad ass.
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