Gabo requested some DNA on my birthday post (thanks for the kind wishes people), and while I look for "DNA on DNA" on my disorganized shitpile of cds, i'll give you a compilation of rare material from another of No Wave's big 4, Mars. Includes the savage rush of "Puerto Rican Ghost". Happy holidays!
"Their music catches you off guard. It's frightening, bordering on creepy. The kind of fear you get when you're home alone and hear soft footsteps on the cellar stair. It's deliberate fear, the kind that hits you in the left side of your brain and makes you see shadows out of the corner of your eyes." - Lydia Lunch