BLUE BALLS, THE: Stretch Marks: turquoise-blue vinyl 7”

The Blue Balls belligerently bust my balls, boy! They rock and roar with raw primitive blastings of raging bowerypunk fury and a concussive dose of “old school” attitude on this here trio of tit-twistin’ tunes, I shit you not! It’s sonically sick audial dementia at its ballbustin’ best, and I’m thunderously thrilled that my ears have made the aggravated (as in assault!) acquaintance of these unruly rockers who aggressively give Electric Frankenstein a rambunctious run for the money. Nastier, scarier, and more unholy than anything I’ve ever heard!

 –guest (Destroy All Records)