Filthy Twolips bang out punk rock that is a bit beyond the realm of serviceable: very short songs about pooping and other bodily functions not normally discussed in polite company. All in all, this is straightforward, thoroughly unprofessional (in the good way), and offensively gross punk rock. It’s somewhat in the vein of Blood, Guts, & Pussy-era Dwarves, but not nearly as sophisticated, both musically and lyrically. –The Lord Kveldulfr (No address listed)