Smashed up & jagged bloody wounds for a rusty can punk rock from some part of Austin, Texas where all the yards are overgrown with weeds and not only they don't even care about Willie Nelson and Stevie Ray Vaughan but have no idea they even exist.It's all about putting the distortion to a fiery phlegm position and burning down a couple garages when punk rock was built. Sick, dirty and unwashed for who knows how long. For comparing to a local legends sake the Motards come to mind but that's if the Motards where disturbingly obsessed with the Germs and were big shots in the town's meth trade.
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