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Long-awaited new full-length from London’s premier underground punx. If you know these boys, you know they can barely play, so they brought Danny Botox (BOTOX RATS) along for the ride. The result is as if Keith Richards took Bobby Soxx’s crowbar to GG’s coffin, slipped into his jockstrap, stuck a tube of Evostick up his own sweaty ass, then plugged in for the Rotters. Drawing influences from the bare bones of folk, punk, & rock’n’roll – the Dead Boys, GG Allin & the Jabbers, Pogue Mahone – this wax is the band’s undoubted masterpiece. Living proof you can polish a turd.