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Now this is a racket. Frenetic pace, terrace-chanting choruses as yelled by a group of men who’ve been set alight by the opposition, a brawling tumult of bass and drums and crazy, crazy soloing… these are the defining features of this black ‘n’ nasty 7” EP. Excess is of course integral to the rock ‘n’ roll aesthetic, but sometimes less is more. It’s a lesson Integrity could perhaps benefit from learning.
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