...dyed in th'wool rockin' heads only diggin' th'hoodlum end o' a good tune who in this day'n age still look to th'first DMZ LP with squinty peepers'n only a half cocked ear will be glad this waxin' is probably more to their taste...buzzin' attack guitars, elevators/pretty things covers 'n iggy madman-possessed vocals plus rattlin' tambourine, thuddin' skins all skimmin' round in a 'crawdaddy stones in orbit' blow-out...theres still million'n one combos round th'planet who're tryin' to perfect this racket not knowin' its been formed'n patented by this leather jacket gang from th'back alleys o' yesteryear...