I Suck on the Emotion

...creep from their hideout onto this Drag City long-player to wreak their fury on the CIA pig counter-gangs and other synthetic all-purpose formations who hold sway over their Washington, DC HQ. Their corpse hand holds aloft the promise of what could be with swirling solos, disco frenzy, and frenzied aesthetic discussions. Seize a glimpse of their glory even while their lair is encroached on by the hypnotized who attempt to commodify their essence and transform it into the compromised content-less mediocrity which passes itself off as rock and roll today. Members of Weird War and The Make-Up.