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REAL LOSERS, THE:
Music for Funsters: CD
Kids weaned on the teats of the Saints by way of the Reatards, kin to the Kill-a-Watts. It’s that easy-to-fuck-up, difficult to distill mix of glass, dirt, and bubblegum. Glass: clearly, there are songs inside and they jounce by like a Ferris wheel off its axis, rolling through a state fair. And it ain’t just retard noise or shit just scattering away. Dirt: trashy, middle-fi, broken-instrument, “one string left and we’ll still play” basement punk. Bubblegum: toes be a tappin’, heads be a noddin’, beers be a-drunken, Devo be covered. Shit like this is direct, but it sure ain’t done this well that often, especially for fifteen songs. Great stuff.
–Todd Taylor (Trick Knee)
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