BULLET TREATMENT
"The Bigger, The Better"
7" e.p.
(br-035)

The newest release from the ever-changing entity known as BULLET TREATMENT features the usual loud, kick ass, pedal to the medal hardcore punk rock you won't find anywhere else. Unbelievably these guys manage to keep releasing quality records while consistently rotating the band members. At last count there has been upwards of 20 some people to take part in the B.T. project. The newest line-up has captured 4 songs that pick up right where the highly publicized "What more do you want" e.p. left off although a new vocalist, drummer, & bass player have stepped in. For those "in the know", Bullet Treatment lash out blistering tracks like their earlier counterparts MINOR THREAT, BAD RELIGION, 7 SECONDS, DEAD KENNEDY'S, & DRI. 4 new unreleased tracks, including the sequel to "Francisco Cabrerra From Pico Rivera"......"Jose Molina From West Covina" takes the spotlight while the track "Fuck Up" is a cover of their personal fav's THE NIPPLES. As usual making their own rules, keep an eye out for these limited records as they will include a limited amount of vouchers to win the entire Bullet Treatment catalog.

REVIEW:
"Authentic bloody-nose hardcore punk from a loose collective of like-minded bomb children from Los Angeles. Bullet Treatment started life as a hardcore cover band, bashing out double-speed Misfits, Black Flag and 7 Seconds tunes for the adoring throngs of nostalgia-punks, but they eventually took to writing originals, and here's three of 'em, plus a Nipples song, just so's you know that THEY know where they came from. Keepin' it real, see. All four songs sound like when the YWCA almost imploded from teenage sweat, testosterone, fire-crackers, and DYS riffs in 1986, or whenever those crazed all-ages punk shows from my youth were. Same vibe - rage, excitement, pent-up sexual energy - and the same sound, too. Rock n' roll gone berserk. "Fuck Up" is probably the catchiest of the songs, but they're all about 30 seconds long, and pretty much anything is good for that amount of time, so pick yr poison. By the way, there's at least 17 guys in the band. Not all at once, but still, just imagine how much beer you have to buy for these fuckers if they play in your basement."
- Sleazegrinder