Perhaps punk rock is derivative of itself. Perhaps you could argue that nothing "punk-original" has emerged since the early 80's. However, what most non-punk fans don't realize is that it's not about originality, but how much energy the band can pack into its musical punch. For those unfamiliar with Zeke, imagine a big, fat, fist, sailing towards you at 100mph and pummeling your face...then kicking you as you lay on the ground like a wounded dog. Then dumping you into a nearby dumpster. A slick and sick blending of early Gang Green, Motorhead and Dwarves-esque attitude produces 17 tracks with gritty, snarling vocals that thunder out anthemic songs like "Fuck All Night" and "Telepath Boy." And if you thought you'd escape with only a few facial bruises? The high-octane powered guitars will toss you into the air like a nightmarish hit and run driver, then screech away from the scene before you even get a chance for possible identification, as the only thing you'll hear are the brief chords of "God of GSXR" in the background. My only complaint is ANOTHER punk rock cover of a Kiss song. Enough Kiss, already. This is punk exactly as it should be, raw, driving, forceful and simple enough to give those with short attention spans something to digest quickly, with an even quicker return. Worthy of admittance to your punk rock collection...
Zeke Kicked in the Teeth Epitaph Records (CD)
			Review by Andrew Magilow

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