Brand new album from these Kansai-area reprobates, a high energy power/punk trio-now-quartet that feature a frontman equally possessed by peanut butter-era Iggy Pop and Soundtracks-era Damo Suzuki and a guitar/drums set-up that is as brain-scramblingly fleet as The Magic Band and as crude as Harry Pussy. Live these guys combine explosions of snot and vomit with sobbing, misanthropic rants, dedications to The Beatles and Keiji Haino and some of the most disobedient group interaction since The Germs. This latest Japan-only studio album features a bunch of classic live staples and re-jigged earlier recordings. Alongside Afrirampo, Oshiri Penpenz have pretty much exploded the west Japan underground scene. Highly recommended.