2011 release, the long-awaited fifth album from the space-age mutant skate punks. These 12 new action-packed songs of apocalyptic, fuzzed-out, over-driven madness do not disappoint. Going strong now for over 15 years, smashing the windows and tearing down the walls every time they roll through town, these truly vicious visionaries have cooked Punk down to it's most powerful base form, crawling like Neanderthals through the muck and creating a flaming trail of hits that'll take quite a fit of dementia to ever forget. A perfect distillation of Punk's original open-ended weirdness and modern music's serrated salvation, The Spits have proven themselves to be no one to fuck with, over and over again. True headliners, never to be followed and for good reason.