This batch of former Functional Blackouts are one of those bands where what you think about them depends on the mood your in. The first time I heard them I thought "Arty, spazzing, disjointed...but ehhh, something lacking." Maybe it was because I was listening to MP3's because this record hits some nails pretty hard.
Side one's "Mass Communication Culture" is an overload of bashed out guitar chords with a bunch of other string mangling coiling and slithering under, over and around it, angry space alien barking out words topping a live fast & young-die beaten & abused rhythm.
"Mechanical Teeth" echoic pattern of harm and grunts from fiery pits of psychosis bangs into "Mind Control" which sounds like it's gonna fall off into a ravine from the high speed accident. The guard rail knocked out, people inside teetering between life and death, screaming at god and ready to lose it all in a ball of flames.