Now this is the way rock and roll was meant to be-snotty, sweaty and downright rude-not to mention bloody blasphemous!

Not sure how they'd actually go over at the place they took their name from these days but as far as the rest of the world, I'd say they're pretty damned entertaining.

I don't know their debut record "Laced Candy" from a couple years back but if it sounds anything like this, and odds are it does, looks like they're onto something.

Leader Rick Sims brings an impressive history with him to the strip here, having started some fires first with Chicago area Punk rockers The Didjits and later doing his bit with The Supersuckers, now kicking out the jams here on "1,000 Watt Confessions."

Read into it what you may, this is pretty fired up and fucked in the head pure rock with a large slice of 1970's jam and blatant misuse of a number of power chords.

Not of the stoner age necessarily, this has got a party vibe written all over it so beware next morning's hangover!

Throwbacks to the sights and underground sounds of yesterday, crash and bang to the likes of "Get 'em Down," good candidate for first single provided there is one, "Catfight," where we're getting probably a little more detailed than we need to, and "Juvenile Detention" where the chorus will have you reaching for the bars without even knowing the difference.

Modeled somewhat after the early style of Cheap Trick and in some cases The Ramones-very raw and played at a much cruder decibel level, the foursome, freshly stigmatized and ready to roll, give a good dose of dirty living and pounding rhythms to anyone willing to take a bite!

Released by Lookout Records

Review by Vinnie Apicella [va85@columbia.edu]