Goddamn, it's hard times here at the Two Tub Manor. Outta job, veering towards stone broke, in the doghouse again. What else is new? Well, how bout a new one from the MIDNIGHT EVILS? Yea, I know, wotta generic name! But they lay it down and dirty enough to make you forget all about all those other bands with either "Midnight" or "Evil" in their name and goddamn! It's been a long time since I had some honest to goodness fun! Ain't been nothing but stress and bad times round these parts and here these MF's come along with the man with the funny hair, Mr Tim Kerr, in tow. I don't think I need to tell you bout him. If so, go back to your BIG BOYS, POISON 13, MONKEYWRENCH, etc records and re-learn why this man can pick no wrong. Just great taste. And, much like one of his former bands, this slab is "Fun, Fun, Fun"! (Tim, if you're reading this, sorry to gush. It's just that I think I have a bit of a man-crush on you. Fuck, my crummy band even covers "Fun, Fun, Fun" from time to time when we play. The checks in the mail. Too bad the funds ain't in the bank.)

Anyways, If you dig shit like AMPSIIELEVEN or THE DIRTYS, this is for you. A little more too drunk to give a fuck than AMPS, but not as scuzzy and coked out as THE DIRTYS and I think that says it all. Really, what more can you say? I guess if you don't own good records this may be all mysterious and confusing to you but, hey motherfucker, that's life! There's just so many moments here that remind me of those sweaty, drunken moments at AMPS shows or at DIRTYS shows of yore that I can't help but bring em together like that. I guess if you need me to explain this in terms of midwest rock legends this is less GRAND FUNK, more MC5. Less STOOGES, more SEGER Sound System. And on top of that it's short and sweet unlike your last lady friend, though it has as much balls as she does.

All I gotta say is that I can't wait till they come here (and they better play with good bands!) so I can get shitfaced drunk on whatever's cheap and howl like a madman till the bar kicks me out. I want to be stuck outside in the cold, shitty drunk and pissing on the side of the bar trying to figure out where my stupid ass is gonna sleep on that night. And I wanna wake up in the morning wondering where the shiner came from and who's cigarettes I can steal before I sneak out the door without even making up whatever my "bed" for the night was or cleaning up the huge mess I made. I want a splitting headache as I fire down the highway, jittery from the night before with only half an eye on the road while I eyeball what tunes I wanna pop in and, "Where are my smokes and pop?" That's right baby! You're livin the high life now! Fuck! I don't even wanna listen to the other shit I have to review. Just gimme this over and over again!

- Two Tub Tony

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