FENTANYL - LP2

The San Francisco band’s second 12″ release – more snot and phlegm from the desperate and disenfranchised youth of California. Twisting and turning between stompiness to thrashiness; stabbing and sneering with wild antisocial abandonment (it kinda comes with the territory with a name like theirs). There’s a lineage here that passes Spy on the way to Gulch, back to G.L.O.S.S., then heading-off in a direction of Los Crudos and Econochrist; and, if you factor-in the clashing guitar tone, In God We Trust Dead Kennedys, too – so very distant in terms of time, but not at all in terms of geography.