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  • Making Dick Dance [EGC, 1985] B

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Making Dick Dance [EGC, 1985]
Like any hardcore band with the money, they include a lyric sheet. Unlike most, they don't need one--their work is admirably recognizable, words and music both. Which doesn't make it admirable. You can be sure these guys don't shoot "screwdriver boys"--that's Bernie Goetz. And they don't "beat up gays"--that's their dog. They're not steamed because they're "feeding legions of wogs"--that's some middle-aged protofascist. They wouldn't rape anybody--that's the "sick fucker" who's on the street because "the courts don't care." But they do "want to fuck a girl like you." Funny fellows. Docked a notch for their taste in personas. B