Pure manna from the dollar bins. Hard to believe there was a time where freaks like this, Royal Trux, Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments, basically any band that enjoyed moderate underground success were jumping to major labels in a post-Nirvana spending spree. Jim Shepard should definitely get his, sadly posthumous, props for this one. Unlike a lot of the indie to mainstream bands of the time, and honestly I think for some bands this was their best time period, V 3 (previously Vertical Slit) released an album as uncompromising as any of their other work. It might have been issued by Rick Rubin's Onion subsidiary, but this still comes off as some truly inspired piece of classic bitter/cynical 90s rock. While all Shepard's work is worth investigating, this is the one I come back to the most.
Transmission 6717 - Not Sucking In The Seventies
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