Meat Market feels a little bit like a surf rock avalanche. A thundering bit of propulsion that starts with buzz saw guitar and ends with a short sharp burst of drums and chords. It’s loud and raw and feels a bit like dancing shirt-of-and-sweaty, barefoot on a pile of powdered glass.

Meat Market’s self-titled release is out on cassette on Under The Gun.

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