The Circle Jerks were the prototypical suburban brat punk band and everyone who aspires to that throne has to measure themselves against the best. No one has toppled the masters, but Angry Samoans probably came close with a handful of snarkalicious songs about self-inflicted blindness; fat, overbearing parents; cars; prescription drugs; and keeping Hitler's schlong in a jar. It's no Group Sex, but it's pretty damn punk.
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