TORTURED TONGUES: Arizona Murder: 7"

Mar 08, 2010

This is one of those records that comes out of nowhere and is so damn good that it makes one wonder where the hype machine is these days. This is the sort of punk that makes punk awesome. Fuzzed-out guitars, hyper-paced, infectious rhythms, a vocalist who sounds either belligerent or unhinged. At times he reminds me of Bobby Soxx from the Teenage Queers. “Arizona Murder” shambles in semi fast and loose with a lot of people talking over each other, a tempo that rushes them all out the door, then suddenly it’s over. On the B side we get “Extension Cord,” with an ending verse of “I kick the chair, you gasp for air” repeated until one literal final “goodbye.” Only 300 of these roam the earth, so do what you must.

 –M.Avrg (Lethal Triad,