Reissue of the 1989 debut album from a Boston contribution to independent, unpopular, late-’80s garage rock. With the marriage of a certain infamous punk’s brother Merle on bass, a wild, school-of-Biafra lead vocalist and raw, high-as-fuck, reckless rock’n’roll, what you have here is one maniacal record. Both behind and ahead of its time at once, the Cheater Slicks are a band in purgatory. Legendary to some, new to others, and forgotten by most. In any case, it’s a net positive to have such a record back in print and available to the new breed of garage rock bands. If we’re lucky, it will spur one of them to future greatness and shame the rest into quitting music altogether. –Chad Williams (Almost Ready,, [email protected])