Right off the bat, the cover art portrays an object I never knew that I always wanted: a staple gun revolver. They even include a few loose staples, in case you were running low, and wanted to maim some useless celebrities, a running theme on the record. I personally found the dude’s voice to be overly-rough, and swear the vocal duties switch a couple of times (don’t hold me to it though) but it could be the recording quality; the music is basic and driving, with a grimy sound. I can’t say I’d be able to listen to it again, but I did appreciate two things: they included a CD copy of the 7” and the inner art is a delightfully low-budget collage of cookie-cutter Hollywood blondes and language best associated with drugs, violence and annihilation.
–Samantha Beerhouse (HCHC, myspace.com/silentwaynb)