The Jesus Lizard…be afraid

There are only two camps when it comes to the Jesus Lizard. Those who love them and those who really don't like them. There is no middle ground. Perhaps that is part of the attraction. I got this album as soon as it came out, and went to see the band shortly afterwards at the Masquerade in Atlanta. My memories are of a wild-eyed, drunken, shirtless, David Yow writhing around stage in black jeans and cowboy boots. Excorcising his demons in front of . . .

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