***Five women. Two bass guitars. Two synths. One guitar. And the Dirty Box. London-based TITS OF DEATH was born out of not much more than the simple desire to jump around and act out the deepest, darkest, most Spinal Tap-esque of rock fantasies. This ten-breasted rock machine's shouty full-on fuzz assault has been variously described by revelers as "Peaches and Add N To (X) bulldozed by The Cramps" and "the Shangri-Las meets Slayer."
7" $8.05
10/29/2007