One gets the feeling from the title and cover art alone that if could have released this live document in Glorious Smell-o-rama they would have jumped at the chance. Even without it one can almost sense the whiffs of perspiration and energy the group was cooking up; recorded at New York's with on guitar, the quartet slams out a then mostly entirely new set of songs with, as expected, appropriate covers as needed. The wonderfully profane take on ' surfaces here, with sounding like he's about to die more than once. 's and the perfectly appropriate taken from the legendary film of the same name, also give the band more than a little something to chew on. As for the originals, the usual mess of swampy rockabilly and industrial strength noise comes together in just the right way from the start. gives the chance to do his undead but still wired loveman thang right from the start, while and hit the twang hard and keeps everything going just right. is another highpoint, with showing that he's up to more involved pounding and percussion when the need arises. A studio cut, surfaces as a ringer at the end; if not quite go , it arguably forecasts the just enough. ~ Ned Raggett