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The Monsieurs: Deux 12"
This is the second album by THE MONSIEURS, from Brookline, MA. It is called Deux, and if you were expecting anything other than the heaping pile of distorted real rock’n’roll mess that you’ve come to know and love from ANDY "CALIFORNIA" MACBAIN and crew, then you’ve got another thing comin’ pal o’ mine. You get NOTHING new here but a fresh batch of tunes that somehow hasn’t been pulled out of the pop swamp song book ass until now, delivered with the violent abandon of a dirty rat front man and the two bruising blonde foxes that are his driving force. It’s never not a good time to slap a record like this on, and it’s always a good time when you slap a record like this on.
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The Monsieurs: Deux 12"
The Monsieurs: Deux 12"
This is the second album by THE MONSIEURS, from Brookline, MA. It is called Deux, and if you were expecting anything other than the heaping pile of distorted real rock’n’roll mess that you’ve come to know and love from ANDY "CALIFORNIA" MACBAIN and crew, then you’ve got another thing comin’ pal o’ mine. You get NOTHING new here but a fresh batch of tunes that somehow hasn’t been pulled out of the pop swamp song book ass until now, delivered with the violent abandon of a dirty rat front man and the two bruising blonde foxes that are his driving force. It’s never not a good time to slap a record like this on, and it’s always a good time when you slap a record like this on.
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This is the second album by THE MONSIEURS, from Brookline, MA. It is called Deux, and if you were expecting anything other than the heaping pile of distorted real rock’n’roll mess that you’ve come to know and love from ANDY "CALIFORNIA" MACBAIN and crew, then you’ve got another thing comin’ pal o’ mine. You get NOTHING new here but a fresh batch of tunes that somehow hasn’t been pulled out of the pop swamp song book ass until now, delivered with the violent abandon of a dirty rat front man and the two bruising blonde foxes that are his driving force. It’s never not a good time to slap a record like this on, and it’s always a good time when you slap a record like this on.
