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HATEPINKS- Plastic Bag Ambitions (TKO
Records) Proclaiming that these Frenchmen really fuckin’ rock sort
of feels like saying something along the lines of, “Those Japanese guys
are really well hung.” It’s
just not something that naturally comes to mind, but in this case, it’s
absolutely true (the part about the rockin’ Frenchies, that is- I
don’t actually know of any long dongs from Japan).
Plastic Bag Ambitions features 13 nasty, snotty garage punk tracks
that clock in at a combined 16+ minutes (12 are actually songs- the last
cut, “Motherfuquer!” is an entertaining few seconds of a French guy
playing around with Samuel L. Jackson’s favorite word).
These fuquers don’t fuck about, and I really do like that.
“Girl Migraine” is venomous, aggressive fun and it’s an
excellent way to spend 38 seconds. “We
Are The Fucks” is as relentless a self-pronouncement as can be.
And “I Am A Divorce” is a look at family dysfunction that’s
as catchy as it is brash. In
fact, there’s not a dud in the bunch here.
And if you’re still considering not giving the HATEPINKS a chance
based solely on their nationality, I hope you choke on your goddamn
freedom fries, motherfuquer! –Ben Hunter
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