Yeah, that's some homeless dude [or just a krustie], wringing the blood from a box of free kittens. I think that's off Connecticut Street somewhere. That's tight. What's tighter is the music behind this wonderous eyesore.
Quite simply, this is a nasty, classic punk band perfect for:
- Driving in stop and go traffic
- Biking whilst drunk
- Skipping responsibilities
- Painting the town red
- Showing off your superb taste in music
If you like it hard, fast, and messy, then you are qualified to take interest in Bad People, or overstuffed Manwiches. And while you're doing that 'taking interest' thing, go to fucking Black Dots and get their vinyl, Pearls Before Swine. The dude behind the counter knows what's up.