Lemmy already once said it, but these guys have no problem repeating it. They’re called No Class and on their self-titled album they ram their way Black Flag-style through ten songs without wasting any time. It’s hardcore punk that hits you as loud as it is obnoxious and as barren and desolate as the Midwest that they get to call home.
These members of Pinkeye and Wound Up basically are living proof that growing up in the bible belt is good for shit. Unless you want to play in a band called No Class.
Score: 6.5 out of 10
http://www.derangedrecords.com
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