I had the "...come down" album and liked it OK, but I saw this one used for a buck fifty so what the he-he-heck, picked it up. I was surprised. I'm not sure what the label genealogy of this band is, but it's easy to understand why Capitol gave "...come down", the follow up, such a big media push. "...rule: OK!" rocks. Big, singeing guitar noise and production lace this surprisingly diverse record, rooting the band to a planet that you feel sure you can find your way back to as you trip across the sonic space they traverse. One very interesting thing is the baldness of it's borrowing: the band wears it's influences on it's bicep while neatly avoiding abject plagarism. From Lou Reed to REM to Spaceman 3 to Neil Young to Echo and the Bunnymen, even Ultra Vivid Scene, you wonder if the songwriter in this band wasn't sneaking into your room and listening to your record collection. It may be a little long, but chalk that up to youthful exuberence and a wide storehouse of material. Where the Warhols end up, nobody can say, but where they started from is pretty durn cool.