'We are San Francisco's own all-dyke, all-out, in-your-face, blade-brandishing, gang-castrating, dildo-swingin', bullshit-detecting, aurally pornographic, neanderthal-pervert band of patriarchy-smashing bushlickers.' That about sums up this band's stance and attitude, backed up with overdriven guitar rock with no-apologies, thought-provoking, confrontational lyrics. This 1995 15-song album is a welcome addition to the Ladyslipper catalog!

Tribe 8