Sunday, February 7, 2010


When I first moved to San Francisco there was no finer rock band playing in the city than the Mensclub. This CD doesn't come close to the ROCK they were live, and Aaron Nudleman's voice is more suited to the slightly mellower 60s garage psyche he'd do later (or his previous band Wig Torture), but it still SMOKES. Ass, Gas or Grass was practically a citywide anthem. Even mid-90s hipsters began to catch on. Maybe Mensclub is responsible for the hipster-moustache?

Got This Thing On The Move

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