I’m listening to this and wondering why your lousy band doesn’t rock as fine and hard as these hard bodied boys. I don’t know of many, if any, art tinged bands around today that achieve the level and magnitude of Bad Form’s rockitude assault on your aural and tactile senses. You either get bands that are more concerned with how their trust fund junkie ass fits in their leather pants and NY Dolls poses, or bands that are too concerned if the cat hair on their sweater will show up under the stage lights. These Bad Form cuties say fuck all that, it’s “gonna rain, it’s gonna pour,” and this shit is coming down in torrents. Crank it up and let them massage your ear drums with some nasty beats and jangly guitar pickin’. Whew!
–M.Avrg (Youth Attack)