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Slab City's ugly thrash-punk re-creates the feeling of what it's like to spend most of your life in the Imperial Valley. In short, it's sweaty, intoxicated, disgusting stuff. - San Diego City Beat
Favorite 7-inch of the month is the new one from Slab City, "Friday Nite Boy" on Rob's House Records. Full-bore and trashed-out--this shit straight smokes. Some keys, some shakin' tambourines... - Wez Lundry, Thrasher
They play amped and crazed rock'n'roll that lacerates through the bullshit with straight-from-the-gut gusto, complete with whirling keyboards, thuggish melodies, and vocals that sound like they're being barked from a cave. - Brett Cross, Victim of Time
99¢ rock ‘n’ roll that’ll give you the runs the next morning.
-MV, Mexicali Rose Centro de Arte
Slab City are from the Imperial Valley, way down in Southern California. Borrowing their name from a notorious piece of desert weirdness. These guys are the Screamers meets the Spits in a crappy Mexicali titty bar. - Zach, Dropout
Slab City es una banda del Valle Imperial tienen un estilo de música que oscila entre el Garge-Punk-Rock o como ellos lo llaman “Torta de Machaca Rock” -Mexicali Blog
Trashed out and loud and the keys stay right where they should. Reference? What if the Fatal Flying Guillotines rolled around in the bar mats before they played and stormed the stage with odes to a "Tall Can" and "Milwaukee's Beast" rattled out with tambourine accompaniment? Yep, that's doing it... - Wez Lundry, Thrasher
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