Double Edge

How can it be that I miss The Blood Brothers?  Sometimes all I want to hear is the formulaic chaos of bands that seem to be having seizures on the mic.  That noise bomb isn’t readily accessible today.  Where’s the Jesus Lizard when I need them?

Digging through a few old crates this evening, I stumbled across a band from Austin, TX, The Fatal Flying Guilloteens, that I’d honestly forgotten about.  The first twenty seconds of “Onward Electric” from their terrific debut, Get Knifed, reminded me why I owned this disc in the first place.

These dudes are Iggy minus the lip gloss.  It’s a couple of drunk Texas kids beating the shit out their instruments in a sweltering, moldy basement.  Shellac without the fancy mics.  And it’s fucking tremendous.


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