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Right the hell on. These veteran NYC skull-crushers return with a new
platter brimming with intense gangfight punk, and driven with their
trademark 200HP motor of the Misfits sonic drive, angels-in-hell
choruses, and frontman Kevin Coles East Bay Ray-style spaghetti
Western/surf guitar riffs. Toss in a battery of grindhouse movie snippets,
and its an all-you-can-eat buffet for greasemonkey rockers, served at
thousand-degree temperatures. No need for a fork just dig in with both
hands and earn your red wings.
Band web site:
www.turboacs.com __________________________________________________
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