MILES BETWEEN US: self-titled: 7”

Hardcore, straight edge style. It even says so on the disc label. Straight edge… don’t you need a straight edge to chop and line up healthy gaggers of cocaine and/or speed? Hmm, I suppose not in this case. I’m guessing it means the X’s-on-your-hands, singers-pointing-to-the-sky-while-singing kind of straight edge. How silly of me to think of honkers initially. And I hope that those are tofu burgers sizzling on the barbecue grill as pictured on the other side of this disc label, because if they ain’t, some pissed-off bovines are gonna come down and violently mule-kick all your doors in until they find the offending parties… straight edge… good GAWD…

 –dale (Blatherskyte)