
those two albums, as tough as they were, are nothing compared to the latest: rio grande blood is the center of a super nova. it tastes like dynamite. it's one hot taco. this latest triumverate of albums can hold itself up against the late eighties / early nineties ministry, although only in its raw passion and distaste of the government. (what, do want me to tell you there's something as good as "just one fix?" "stigmata?" the angriest song ever, "so what?" sorry. not gonna happen.) but it's good stuff. very, very good stuff.