Oh, Hot Guts, I love you. Every song on your first seven inch is completely different and each track is totally awesome. You have the weird fuzzy ballad, the freak out and then the almost pysch song. Each song is heartfelt and strange. How can you define a band like this? This sounds like smoking pot alone in your room, lying on your back. Maybe? Can you say that a band sounds like that? Am I projecting? I digress, but how cool is that album cover? A valentine chocolate box filled with prescription drugs? The way to a man’s heart is his stomach and the way to a modern gal’s heart is… Check ...

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