Long before alternative metal was making me vomit, these peculiar martians landed with their refreshing sound of lightweight punk, hard rock twang and trashy glam. Hard to classify the band, but the term 'quirky' is good enough for these New Yorker's but it's pretty far from 'metal' I guess, and more of a lively, uplifting and at times jangly rock record with a sunshine smile, licks of sarcasm and sickly sweet groove. Too much of such a thing may be a little too unhealthy, but the breezy choruses, crisp vocals courtesy of extraterrestrial voicebox Tomas Antona and sense of humour enables the band to sound very relevant still today. Having once opened for Nirvana, the band toured extensively, and such a sound deserves to be heard the world over but the nonsensical cheerleader evil of Alice Donut is something at once delightful yet alienating. Chart success would have been deserved, but also creepy! The band influenced by everything from politics to sado-masochism and 'The Exorcist'.
7/10
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