I like when a band plays wild and catchy punk tunes and also makes 'em sound kinda fukkd up in a way that you can't really describe. You just know the guitars are damaged - not calculated and noisy, just.....tortured - and you know the singer is unhinged, and you know it makes you want to get wild. File CHLOROFORM alongside Midwest '80s greats, I seriously cannot listen to this enough.
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