This is actually the first album I ever bought off the Internet. Way back in those hazy days of 1999, surfing on towerrecords.com (I was too computer-retarded back then to realize I could have got the stuff off Napster for free), and searching for anything related to Anal Cunt. Somehow this came up in the search results, to this day I'm still looking for the connection. Regardless, Porn's debut album is incredible. Lo-fi downtuned sludgey fuzz that sounds like it was recorded in a warehouse in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon while everyone is finishing their first 12-pack of the day. Thick, groovy riffs and a cigarette-chewing vocalist make this required listening for anyone who thinks music is getting too polished. Sort of redneck, sort of junkie, sort of homeless, completely alcoholic. The band has changed its name a couple of times from Porn (The Men Of) to now just Men Of Porn and they have released a bunch of other albums (including a collaboration with Merzbow). Although all of their stuff is solid, there's nothing like American Style - I don't know how I ever ended up with it but I can't imagine being without it.
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