Goddamit, I had been sitting on the band name "Birth Control" for over a year before I heard that these guys had formed. I had this whole plan to get a punk rock band started and play some off-the-wall noisy Cherubs-meets-Pissed Jeans style shit under that name, but you know what they say about those that snooze. It's ironic that Pissed Jeans were the big influence on my embryonic band idea, because this Allentown band is actually made up of members of Pissed Jeans and plays a very simiar brand of fucked up brain-damaged hardcore. What the hell happened here? Some kind of synchronicity, I'm thinking. That band name was just too good to go unused. So here we've got the debut 7" from Birth Control, with four songs of heavy, noisy hardcore dirge with plodding riffs, drug-addled howling with tons of effects on them, and titles like "Be Glad I'm Not Your Dad" and "Going To Target". Are you into Pissed Jeans? Then you'll be into Birth Control. Birth COntrol are a little faster when they bust out jams like "Pump It", all Negative-Approach loaded on cough syrup, but it's the same kind of fucked up, narcotized hardcore dirge that the 'Jeans peddle. Fans of Snake Apartment, Violent Students and that Philly skuzz punk scene should dig this too. On black vinyl.