“Power Burkas in their primal, primitive state. Raw, direct, and brimming with a vitality driven by the urge to speak out.”
Three chords and the truth: Wooden Crates deliver a crunchy punk reckoning on when political differences become moral ones you can't ignore, while Power Burkas resurface their raw, reckless self-titled cassette—primal, direct, and brimming with the carefree vigor of youth. The Pretty Flowers go epic with guitar-driven hooks and deep lyrical hurt on Never Felt Bitter, and Bloodshot Cyclops bring metallically bombastic thrash rock with sarcastically stupid lyrics. Salvador Cobain Band round it out with soul-healing California punk.
“Power Burkas in their primal, primitive state. Raw, direct, and brimming with a vitality driven by the urge to speak out.”