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FRANTIC! EXCITING! NON-THERAPEUTIC!

This L.A. band runs circles around all the rest of the pussucking, starstruck Surf City swill breeds, and I'm not talking airheaded null-sets the likes of GoGo's or Blasters or semi-related powerpop/rockaboogie yuk. Black Flag, X, Angry Samoans—forget it, they all stink. Fear's got the message and it sticks out like a sore thumb caught in the chainsaw of life.

June 1, 1982
Gregg Turner

FEAR The Record (Slash)

This L.A. band runs circles around all the rest of the pussucking, starstruck Surf City swill breeds, and I'm not talking airheaded null-sets the likes of GoGo's or Blasters or semi-related powerpop/rockaboogie yuk. Black Flag, X, Angry Samoans—forget it, they all stink. Fear's got the message and it sticks out like a sore thumb caught in the chainsaw of life. Antipathy mixes humor and hate with snarling fast-rock acrobatics, the �message� gets real wild, and the whole thing starts to sound like some weird amphetamine analog of The Dictators Go Girl Crazy (in case you hadn�t noticed, one of the great LPs of all time).

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