Steve Albini's shadow looms large over the proceedings, especially in the vocalist's pinched nose shouting and the metal on metal grind of the guitar. Warbling sax and the occasional melodic passage add some much needed touches of color. The chorus to "ex best friend" soars drunkenly until the song stutters into a halting thud. Late in the CD, the band stretches their compositions out, giving the end a basement improv feel.
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