A couple of years ago my pal Layla gave me this tape because she thought I would like it. Earlier today, Layla and I today contemplated (at length) the redeeming qualities of no-fi grind purveyors COLOSTOMY BAGUETTE? and for years we have extrapolated on greats like THE DECAY and AFTERBIRTH - we see the appeal of legitimately bad music that is without merit. Now go revisit that first sentence: my pal Layla gave me this tape because she thought I would like it. RACCOON are bad in every imaginable way...I mean, maybe "Sit On My Face" is kindof a decent punk song, but this shit is basically terrible and shitty. And yeah, it rules. You wonder why it's happening at all, much less in your earholes. You're welcome.