(Suburban White Trash) If this label is just signing up bands because they have dirty names it seems to be a good strategy, as they somehow snagged some of the most vicious hardcore acts I've heard in years. This band's sounds and politics seems to fall somewhere between the crust of Nausea and the radical nastiness of Born Against, but singer Becca Berk's bile-laced bellowing is so distinct it makes NC sound like leaders rather than followers. I can't remember the last time I cared enough to actually pull out the lyric sheet and see what the songs are about.
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