EAT MY FUK: Wet Slit and a Bottle of Whiskey: CD

Liquored up and with hustling, bustling ding dongs, Eat My Fuk lunge headlong into total fukkin’ GG worship, musically cloning (but with better production than) the mid-’80s “You’ll Never Tame Me,” but vocally closer to the GG of later years: hoarse and gruff. Problem is, Geege was so charming because he tried with all his might to outdo his heroes, and Eat My Fuk just tries to be GG. Very punkrockin’ and enjoyable if you can put up with all the hole-fingering, juice-gashing and face-loading of wads.

 –doug (Bestial Onslaught)