Well, at least they didn't name it Rusty Trombone.
Dirty Sanchez's debut EP doesn't scrimp on the sleaze -- it can't, because that's the L.A. trio's only trick, besides the shallow puddle of neo-electro splooge it's doing the Running Man in. "I'm on my knees/Then I'm on my back/And you're suckin' on my toes like you're smokin' crack"; "Look at you with my hand down your pants/Check you out gettin' f***ed while we dance" -- did
Sanchez mouthpieces Jackie Beat and Mario Diaz just recently learn how to swear? Because their exhortations during "Dig It" and the novelty bump of "Fucking on the Dance Floor" are at middle-school bathroom graffiti level.
Really Rich Italian Satanists is a flaccid recast of
My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult and
Soft Cell prurience over beats bought at
Larry Tee's electroclash yard sale. Everything must go. Now. ~ Johnny Loftus