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Classic Album Review: The Nerve Agents | The Butterfly Collection

The Cali guttersnipes unleash spleen-venting shrieks & eardrum-busting cacophony.

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This came out in 2002 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):

 


In politics, power corrupts. In punk rock, success taints. Absolutely.

That’s how you know California garage-punk guttersnipes The Nerve Agents have probably never had two nickels to rub together. I doubt any of today’s corporate, sneaker-endorsing punks could still manage to summon the maniacal intensity and snarling, fever-pitched abandon that these spiky-haired, skinny-ass mutts display. Nor could they sustain the sort of spleen-venting shrieks and eardrum-busting cacophony the low-rent quintet churn out for nearly 40 minutes on this sophomore full-length — even when they’re rendering Cat Stevens But I Might Die Tonight with a far more believable and menacing tone than he ever did. I urge you to buy Butterfly Collection — even though they might make enough money to start sucking. We’ll just have to take that chance.