The Lepers' first album, and the only one not featuring the Goat-Boy and his, for lack of a better description, enthusiastic view of life and death, finds the Lepers already set up for idiotic, untalented music which will bust most listeners' guts consistently. 28086's minimal riffing and frenetic playing on bass and acoustic guitar provides the closest semblance to conventional music, while various clattering and can-bashing in said garage, nearly all of which refuses to keep to a steady beat, provides the rest of the non-vocal entertainment. The singing and what's being sung, in strained adolescent voices, makes Beavis and Butthead seem like Crick and Watson. B.S. and Dr. Pain -- the latter often on the verge of completely screaming his 12-year-old lungs out serve up one demented, dumb lyric after another. "Grade School Sex Queen" and the a cappella "Stri-Dex Mama" just about say it all with the titles, while "I Love You for Your Mounds" can't be seriously described. To 28086's credit, his "Yellow," softly sung by him, is a fun strumalong about waking up and finding the world that color. Meanwhile, some songs barely exist as spoken word pieces -- the opening "Sex and Violence" contains random rants like "Sex and violence/Let's do sex first.../I like hardcore pussy rockin' sex!," not to mention lung-shredding yells. Then there's the theme song "We're the Raunchy Young Lepers," where over chaotic, unformed acoustic strumming, B.S. sums it up with the opening couplet, "You've heard us before/We sound like crap!," and concludes with a shouted "You're nothing, your mama sucks goat dicks, I rule supreme!" Absolutely nothing is serious -- the various members often crack up during their performances -- helping give the material its sick charm. At one point somebody calls out "Wyld Stallyns!," the name of the similarly stupid band from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, showing that the Lepers knew their appropriate place in the musical universe.
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AllMusic Review by Ned Raggett