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 Chris
Evil and his Taint(s) are from a town 45 minutes outside of
Boston called New Bedford. It used to be a big fishing town, now it’s just
a quiet place to die. I used to deliver cars out there, and I was always
unnerved by how many people in that town are walking around with missing
limbs. It’s Spook City,
USA,
is what it is. And it’s just perfect for a lonely bag o’ bones like Evil,
who wants nothing more out of life than to find some girl to break his
heart, so he can get boozed up and write some crackling trash rock
rave-ups about it. “Got No Soul” is a perfectly distilled
collection of his fried-alive divebar boogiepunk, full of howls and whoops
and a surprisingly muscular guitar sound from the Evil one himself.
Personally, I was somewhat disappointed that there wasn’t more rot in the
sound, more gutbucket desperation, more suicidal bravado, but Chris is
probably saving all that up for the next bad break-up. For now, if you dig
primitive sock-hop from hell gunk like the Oblivions or the Sonics, then
you should definitely look into adding a little Evil into your life.
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