What can be said about this band and this music that hasn't already been said about the men's room at NTC? It smells, it's been completely degraded and defaced and there's a mysterious hole in the middle of it. Recorded in the basement of the Yellow Ghetto it's any wonder there's more than just oxide on the tape hiss in the 4 track. Combining punk, noise, kraut(?) and other spices, this is one piece of wax that should be consumed in heavy doses. Preferably at night, alone, in the men's room at Now That's Class.