Corey orbison have sent us a lovingly packaged white vinyl 7" and to begin with it's … a load of discordant anti-rock, like sonic youth's jarring one-note overspill before it staggers into life as a rumbling no-wave street ruffian, complete with incoherent female lyrics spat out with nihilistic banshee-like glee. it's like the girl from life without buildings having ect. it's rough and compelling, jerky and uncompromising. truly diy, if you dig the slits & raincoats & agit-punk then this screeing, wonky delightful dirge of spastic rhythms will surely grap you by the collar and spit in your face. kids these days eh … and there's about 5 tracks or summat! buggered if i can tell where they begin or end!! ace.