CHRISTGAU CONSUMER GUIDE
Truly repulsive music imposes the most stringent of aesthetic standards—who wants to listen if it’s just good? So while I’m sort of impressed by the (relative) accessibility of their first full-length LP—guitar that might actually win over some wayward metal freak seeking bizarre O-rated thrills—I must report that only “Lady Sniff,” punctuated by perfectly timed gobs, pukes, farts, belches, and Mexican radio, lives up to “The Shah Sleeps in Lee Harvey’s Grave.” Address: Box 433, Dearborn, Ml 481221.
February 1, 1986