LOCUST, THE: Flight of the Wounded Locust: CD

What a goober I am: I’ve lived in San Diego three years and I’ve never owned so much as one Locust song or seen them play. I’ve heard and liked them, I’m just too scared to do anything about it. But, what you (and I) get is: superpowerquirkviolence with loopy synthesizer swadge. It’s about 11 minutes, half new stuff and half old stuff (from Arab on Radar split; but these songs aren’t on the 7” version of Flight). I get the impression the kids down here don’t even like the Locust anymore because they got uppity or something, but I don’t know ‘em, so they’re fine by me.

 –doug (Gold Standard Laboratories)