The original digital masters of Crass' six studio albums are now available to purchase on Bandcamp.
It's Slint-ish, it's pretentious, and it's more full of ennui than anything else in the fucking world.
We're happy to pass on some news from our dear chums at Existencil Press.
Last week when much of the world was arm wrestling over cheap tellys in Tesco, we gave away some shirts for the price of postage.
Public service announcement. We have just been informed that there is a bootleg out of EPs of RP. White vinyl with a Corpus Christi catalogue number. We have nothing to do with this.
Crass went down there intending to play in 1980 but it turned into a bloodbath. The Hell’s Angels decided they didn’t like the look of the punks so it just turned into a stupid night of violence.