Big ol’ question mark punk rock. Are they really primitive moderns channeling the Monks and Black Time? Kraut rock with beans on toast? Wire unraveling into uncomfortable, spiked strands? Sham 69 deconstructionists? Intellectual skinhead revivalists? My guess is that they know exactly what they’re doing and that confusion, obfuscation, and unanswerability are part of their concrete-small-flats-and-parka mystique.
–todd (Sorry State, [email protected])