...the review copy of this record came with a one-sheet containing a Punk Planet reviewer’s quote claiming that one of their past records was “one of the best rock records since Cheap Trick’s Live at Budokan,” which is the kind of thing that makes me wonder if the party responsible had actually heard either one before writing the review. I dunno. A-side sounds like Kim Shattuck’s little sister wearing Joan Jett’s adopted Vietnamese war orphan daughter’s pants, which is okay, i guess, except they’re singing about a “boulevard,” which almost always is a sure-fire major-label-wannabe gross-out indicator, in my book. “Blood Transfusion” is the kind of decadent plod that, more skillfully rendered, made me not like the first X album until i was too old to fight anymore, and “Waste You, Taste You” is pretty decent i suppose. The band’s all right, i guess, but anybody popping a boner in their presence would be well advised to lay off the Viagra™-and-green-M&M™-puree enemas for a while. BEST SONG: “Waste You, Taste You” BEST SONG TITLE: “Waste You, Taste You” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: 7-inch 33 rpm records are the lamest permutation of the vinyl format ever invented.
–norb (Shake It)