This is the second copy of this I’ve received; the first time the label sent it to me, it was an empty jewel case. I thought maybe they just wanted me to guess what it sounded like, based on the cover. I woulda said Venom, since they’ve got that death-to-cassettes picture on the front, like Venom had on the back of Black Metal (“Home taping is killing music. So are Venom.”). I would have mostly been wrong, so it’s a good thing they sent one with an actual CD. I dunno if you’ve heard of these cats, but they’re from Chicago, and they’ve been around literally forever.* They are ridiculously prolific, and they have so many home-made cassette releases, your head would spin and fall right off if you had to collect ‘em all. I suppose that, like those other budget-rockaholics, the Mummies, MOTO think it’s a sell-out to release CD’s. But the beauty of it is, CDs will be as obsolete in five years as cassettes are now. So, MOTO wins, because they’re STILL dimestore, lo-fi bedroom rockers, even on shiny, soon-to-be-useless silver discs. It’s the music that matters anyway with these guys, and as always, it’s hook-heavy garage rock with sugary melodies and the occasional dollop of Replacements-esque pathos. The whole affair is pretty tongue in cheek, though – a trademark of MOTO’s – so don’t strain to hard to figure out what any of it means, because it probably doesn’t mean anything. Just take over the counter pills like they do (“All Night Vivarin Jag”) and goof-off all night to rollicking nuggets of snotty 4-track fun like “Gonna Get Drunk Tonight”, “Let’s Nail it to the Moon”, and “Meet Me By The Flagpole”. This is way better than you think it is, man, so check it out.

Oh, and even though it kinda sounds like it, “Deliver Deliver Deliver” is not a freewheelin’ budget rock cover of Armored Saint’s “Can U Deliver.” They really had me going there for a minute.