THE FUCKING CHAMPS
IV (Drag City)

Reviewed by John Sekerka



Just what the hell sledgehammer-blow-to-the-temple rawk such as this gnarly beast is doing on a label best known for introspective, sensitive artists is a mystery. Perhaps the, excuse me, Fucking Champs really are sensitive artists, creating wondrous musical landscapes under the guise of heavy metal thunder and prog rock riffage, but methinks any underlying current, no matter how cleverly subversive, will be lost to most listeners, for this thing rocks! And there are those in search of the rock, and they will find it here.

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