EVENING MEETINGS: Self-titled: LP

Some kind of Northwestern super group with heads from the A Frames, Lights, and Intelligence; you probably know where this is heading. It’s music by the kids who pulled apart stereos and ate aluminum foil. Drug music. Multilayered fuzzed out jams… feedback… drunken, slurred vocals. Kinda like the UV Race from Oz…or hell, the Gun Club for an easy reference. The ex punks lap this shit up… same people who went gaga over Hozac. I get it… but where’s the hooks, maaaaaan?

 –Tim Brooks (Sweet Rot)