"Wasteland Jazz Unit horn boys have picked up guitars and formed the minimalist swampwave band Public Housing. Bleak songs filled with abstract guitar soloing spew, dumpster infected clang riffs, novocaine blistered vocals, back alley drummed pummel and a veil throb of electronics that will ruin your day. Reverb soaked but don't say psych cuz no feel-good anything will aid you from the drowning scum echo. Four rotting paced bummer jams about being dead and getting lost in the new blues tradition from a fuck'd Midwest. Good for people who hate fun and fans of NOTHING.
Mastered by Robert Beatty (Hair Police, Three-Legged Race)"