Another Slovenly punk blast comes from Kansas City degenerates Wet Ones.
The irreverence, snivelling slurs and flaying limbs at times evokes Pissed Jeans (opener Waaah Waaah Waaah), Germs (Casino) and a blasted Dirtbombs (Jeeze). But it is way more dysfunctional and diseased than any of these. The fidelity is pushed into the red, causing the speakers to crackle and buzz under the stress — but that is the point. No mortal can put up with Wet Ones without wear and tear and tinnitus — and that's how they deliriously want it.
