***VACATION CLUB are four young roughs with tendencies to burn bridges and bend light. Purveyors of weekend sexuality and punk ritual. Their psychedelia has nothing to do with hippies or flowers or LSD, thank God. Naw man, they're taking peyote in the basement with the someone's daughter setting things on fire. They're chasing a light through a tunnel only to end up emerging from the other end soaking wet and reborn. They're in the middle of an Indiana cornfield dancing naked with a tribe of virgins offering sacrifices to the gods of rock 'n' roll. This is a seriously potent record, containing two choice slices of rock n roll that melt your brain as much as they shake your ass. For fans of The Strange Boys, Velvet Underground, Apache Dropout and Jacuzzi Boys.