This has all the earmarks of me no-brainingly drooling over this—like somewhere between Gorilla Angreb and The Vicious (2000s Scandinavia semaphoring late ‘70s L.A. punk)—but I’m just kinda shruggin’ instead of soiling my whites and I don’t know why. Here’s my guess: it sounds too captured and too all right with being in captivity, probably because they made their own pen. After the fifth try, The Cola Freaks just didn’t rattle my cage. Sorry.
–todd (Hjernespind)