MEAT DREAMS

 

There is a really catchy freak punk outfit trapped inside of these songs. Like trying to cram WHITE LUNG's first couple of slabs into the grooves of a WOLF EYES record, Massachusetts maniacs MEAT DREAMS jerk and twist their way through a dozen sleazy slogs. Sometimes it sounds like a punk that you know, but often it sounds like a band trying to make it through their set while dancing around a stage filled with dirty needles and dodging beer bottles. It's snarky, whip smart, chaotic as fuck...it's the kind of good that makes you feel really anxious. The way you feel in that moment of clarity when you realize that all of your efforts to be normal have....failed. 

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