CHESTY MALONE AND THE SLICE ’EM UPS: Now We’re Gonna See What Disaster Means: CD

These guys are essentially a trashy metal band with a singer from the post-Plasmatics school of rock and a slathering of biker-punk chutzpah. Lyrically, however, they seem to have cribbed notes from many a splatter flick, resulting in music that sounds like kin to Los Angeles’ long-gone, much-missed Haunted Garage, minus the rat traps on the eyes, brain-in-a-jar, and copious amounts of blood.

 –jimmy (www.chestymalone.com)