The cassette is spray painted black and, I suspect, taped over another band’s tape, probably bought in a thrift store clearance bin. The cover is a photocopy of a photocopy of a hand drawing. The band’s name is spelled differently on the packaging than it is on the actual tape. The music: it rules. Imagine a mashup of your favorite ‘80s hardcore bands: Dead Kennedys, Big Boys, Germs. The sounds are as pleasantly chaotic as the packaging. I want to put this tape in a boom box, stick it in the back of my old 1988 Honda hatchback, and drive to the skate park.
–John Mule (More Power Tapes)