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):
Trashy Vancouver glam-punks The Black Halos wiped off their mascara, hung up their leather trousers and called it a day last year. But guttersnipe rock ’n’ roll from the Left Coast is a long way from dead.
Meet your next favourite Canadian indie band: The hard-charging garage-punk bashers Nasty On. These four guys not only shared a practice hall with the Halos, they share a whole clutch of influences that define their sound, including the sweaty, primal pounding of The Stooges and the riff-rock aggression of The Dead Boys. But the Nastys go a couple of steps further, factoring in the menacing glam-metal of early Alice Cooper and the raunchy British R&B of The Pretty Things to end up with one of the best indie-rock debuts of the year — a swaggering, sweaty slab of fire-breathing rawk glory that sparks like a downed high-tension wire and barrels down on you like a freight train. In other words, they’re as nasty as they want to be.