To say this is the best ode to Steven Seagal ever recorded, hardly even covers it.

Royal Trux stumbled out of the implosion of Pussy Galore, while the rest of the band formed the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion.

Considerably more listenable than the early Royal Trux noise albums, very likely as a result of them finally having kicked their considerable smack habits an album or two before recording this, Stevie (for Steven S.) is bizarrely touching.

It comes the 1998 album Accelerator. As the commercial machine behind grunge lost interest in these less polished bands, Virgin got bored of the band and gave them back to Drag City who released this. One of the most fun, brash and stupid lo-fi records that everyone should listen to as a pick-me-up as often as they can stand!