ZEKE
Dirty Sanchez (Epitaph)

Reviewed by DJ Johnson



Seattle's hardest rockin' band is back with a quickie that leaves you sweaty and wondering if anyone got the license number of the truck that ran you over. The tracks leap off the disc with buzzbomb bass tones and wall-o-watts guitars ushering the blood curdling screams of Blind Marky Felchtone. This album could have been titled "Just Fuck Everybody." There's enough anger in the lyrics and aggression in the playing to keep a hundred psychologists on staff for years. Aside from that fact, there's so much kick ass rock and roll on this thing I'm surprised the jewel box doesn't shatter. God knows Marky's vocal chords probably have by now.

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