This is more of the same old yawnsville garage rock crap. They've got some fucked up song about a girl who doesn't want to fuck them so they're going to rape her, complete with the traditional rock "come on baby's" and shit. The front cover photo makes me want to feel sorry for them, but in my heart of hearts, I'm glad they're well on their way to becoming the future Don Rickles of America. A worthless record, but I'm sure there will be enough people with diarrhea between their ears who will buy it and Norbie will make his money back. (JN)
Dear MRR,
Your own Jah Nell reviewed our record, and her brilliant summation of it was that it was shit. She also said she felt sorry for us. Ms. Nell's main point of irritation seemed to be a song called Kristina Kay is Goona Get Raped. Its a fine piece of teenage obnoxiousness, and frankly, what punk rock is all about, but since it is about rape, she denounced it as crap. She is obviously far too stupid to see the brilliance behind our Samoans/Red Kross brand of punk rock. I feel sorry for you Ms Nell, as you cannot find the beauty in being irreverant and offensive.
Is your first name really Jah, or do you just listen to Bad Brains too much? You are a bitch I would love to kill, and I hope your magazine is still punk enough to print this letter. Our next record might be "Jah Nell is goona goona goona get killed in a car accident" as that is what I hope that fate has in store for you. You are an uptight cunt, and yes I will resort to misogynistic name calling if I have to. So eat shit Jah Nell, god hates you. In the immortal words of Eater, "why don't you get raped?"