Rabbits Untoward

Rabbits is back with another unwelcoming tsunami of blaring amplification and sarcastic, parasitic methodology, the outsider trio from Portland unloads nearly a half-hour of their most centered but dynamic aggravation yet on Untoward, ranging from the pentatonic/schizophrenic album-opening bender, "Ever Mind," to the ten-and-a-half minute closer, "Like You A Lot." The second of the six tracks, "Pack Up Your Shit" thunders open with a bit more bludgeoning double-bass blastery and upbeat rips than the majority of Untoward; it's a real ripper. The band quickly shit out a bit of insight on the anthem's background: "It's a touching story about a friend who loses another friend due to that friend being more of a colossal fuck up then, uh, the first-person plural narrator, whoever that may be. We're talking about drawing a line in the fucking filth, man. The last defense against rampant advantage-taking by those dear to oneself. The coming class war between the low class and the no class..." With the snarling trio's most back-alley, gutter dredging, ultimately sinister cavalcade of captivatingly negative hymns yet, the record was exhaustingly tracked live to tape at Type Foundry, Portland in one day and mixed in two. Packaged with cover artwork hand-sewn by Anne Mersereau.