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Lesser Pissers have returned and they haven’t grown up one bit. Thank god. It’s a real joy to hear music played with the true punk aesthetic, as in not giving a shit about the sound quality or getting so excited when you sing that you almost sound like a puppy yelping. Uninhibited and unpolished. And yet this isn’t really punk. It harkens back to the days when ‘punk’ was that guy that Clint Eastwood pointed his .44 magnum at. Somewhere between original garage rock and The Stooges. Gotta love it.

  • Great to hear more from Lesser Pissers, nice review!