The garage-pop sensibilities of The Sonics mixed with the theatrics of Meatloaf have consipred to create AC/DC's falsetto-toned little sister. Punky, screeching vocals letch all over the frankly obscene disco rock guitars. It's hard to imagine a band that personify a sleeveless white denim jacket more than E6. They are the soundtrack to a gay strip club for convicts. A disco inferno.
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