A rowdy piece 60's teenage rage immersed punk, "Attitudes" rattles quite wiggly. It's greasy clobbering that serves up that just a simple beat. Teeth gnashed and claws out it rips and tears things to bloody raw bits.
The flip, "Out Of Control" is like something from a budget beach movie. Like Z-grade one shot under a full moon at midnight. It howls at the moon in vivid Cramps amp'd gore.
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