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Another great mess from what is shaping up to be my favorite record label. Dead Hookers come from Wausau, WI and make the sort of noisy fuzzy hairy garage rock that is only fucking good when you turn it up really really loud. Seriously, if you play this at low volumes, like anywhere within the range of 4, this sounds as aggressive, shapeless and fucked up as grindcore. But once The Burial/The Rebirth (the band’s debut) is played, like it should, at deafening volumes, its amorphous structures jump right at you, dry hump you and then abandon your lifeless body in a dirty alley amongst big trash cans from Chinese restaurants.  TheBurial/TheRebirth is fast and hard; the tracks are short and concise, the sound vibrates and trebles, the deranged screams of head screamer Howlin’ Trav claim for psychiatric help any way you hear ‘em and yet the Dead Hookers’ rock and roll just falls into the right place every single time.

Slap dashes of psychedelia circle around some guitars (the thick nebula that is “Hypothalmic Black Magic” is a finger licking turd thrower), the blues of “I’ve Got Something For You” is a profane desecration to Screamin’ Jay Hawkins, “Come Back Here and Face Me” is not only looking for a brawl, but is claiming for a beat down, and what is perhaps the best song of the record, the surprisingly subtle “What You Wear is So, So Right”, quietly, and through that enticing and cock teasing guitar line, sneaks its place to the top of your priorities. Dead Hookers are one more reason to believe that music isn’t going through a bad phase, far from it, you got to look for the good stuff in the crevices. Great start. Fabulous artwork.  I like my rock and roll just like this.

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