Music to watch bulldozers move mountains of trash to as crows peck at filled diapers. Music that’s so consumptive that it almost elicits a smell. It’s all coming from behind a veil of deep static, especially “Scared Shitless.” The static is its own instrument, modulated, put in front, simultaneously abrasive and melodic. That brings to mind The Jesus And Mary Chain and The Birthday Party in snips and snatches—but in a way that sounds like the Functional Blackouts had flipped their van in a snow bank over those other bands’ songs, and are crawling out of the wreckage. Cold, slippery, toothy, craven.
–todd (Self-released (?))