TED NUGENT: BAMBI FOR DINNER, THUMPER FOR DESSERT
In this ever-changing America etc. etc. Ted Nugent is one person you can rely upon to stay pretty much the same. Give a few switch-arounds of notes, his songs sound like the raw-meat howl of a tornado hitting a safari park. Like the mutilated moan of chainsaw fighters in a frontloading washing machine.
April 2, 1983