Slovenly 7" / download
Do you want another trashy garage band that do nothing new and you can't understand a word they're singing, or rather shouting? Well you're in luck today, Fred and Wilma. We have three Italian reprobates who have heard the Black Lips and thought it might be a hoot to copy them. I'm not laughing.
The title track is passable for it's punkish energy alone. The other tracks haven't enough ideas to fill a side dish. Maybe they are a riot to catch at a summer festival drunk as a skunk, but on the fantastic plastic they are a nothing prospect. I can't even summon the energy to dislike it, for that would suggest it had character.
There's been lots of great releases passing Happening's way in recent months. This isn't one of them. For garage-punk completists only.