As sloppy, amphetamine-induced, see-how-many-songs-we-can-cram-into-14-minutes obnoxiousness goes, there are bands that hit you where it hurts and those that would merely blow their noses in your hamburger. The guys in Le Shok wouldn’t mock you for, say, being adoptedbut I wouldn’t let ’em fix me lunch, either. Chris Hagan
We Are Electrocution
A few of the things we’re listening to this week, in no particular order
