Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The Marx - s/t

The Marx
Zodiac Killer

Made up of the usual ne’er-do-wells, the Marx hail from Lancaster, Pennsylvania, The band plays punk rock, but with a dirty, sleazy edge, like a bunch of spiky-haired diehards who’ve spent too many days in crackhouses with 20-dollar whores. Revved-up Chuck Berry licks meet Iggy-on-battery acid vocals on the way to sodomize a rhythm section. From Leg Ave. to Tie Me Up Tie Me Down to Zombie Hookers From Outerspace, the tunes are short and to the point, which is as it should be. The Marx doesn’t fuck around, and if you’re going to feed this into your player, neither should you.

- Michael Toland

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