"Wildly creative/abrasive noise rock from Providence, RI. All the good bands come from there! One guitarist plays a line in your left ear, the other one plays in your right ear, the drums kind of pound out a weirdo rhythm and the singer vomits some helium. And by "guitar line" I mean "bizarro scraping, trebly, feedbacky mess". This is exactly as entertaining as it sounds! Also features lyricism that would make James Joyce blush and Shakespeare weep."
NICE GIRLS DON'T SOAK THE SADDLE