Mount Shasta
"Put The Creep On" CD (Skin Graft)
My shoulders are tense and this album isn't helping at all. It's frightful, ugly and covered with musical scabs and bruises. It's like one of those monsters that emerge from the sewers after bathing in radioactive sludge and toxic waste for a few months. Then they eat Omaha or some other city, leaving a mucky trail of sizzling footsteps behind them. Absolutely wonderful.