I’m sleep deprived, drunk on two beers, past due on a number of assignments, jobless and suffering from diaper rash (don’t ask). Not one of my four billion CDs suits my mood right now except Ottawa’s Fuck the Facts. Their “grind/metal” (according to the label bumf) musical stylings soothe me like a good Swedish massage, relentlessly pounding away at my tension. Am I the only person who thinks this kind of thing makes for great background music? (Terence Dick)
CD, Relapse Records, PO Box 2060, Upper Darby, PA, 19082, USA, www.relapse.com