A band that played so loud their entire fan base went deaf and never spoke of them again. Formed in 1993 in the go-nowhere exurb of San Jose, California, Super Static Fever played only a handful of gigs in their brief two year existence, punishing spectators with a tinnitus-inducing wah-wah wall of Marshall-stacked distortion. Their sound was a mix of Melvins-esque sludge, Swervedriver's melodic crunch, and latter-day Black Flag's penchant for volume, as heard from the stock stereo of a hot-boxed 1985 Ford Econoline. Unfinished tapes from two ear-bleeding sessions are all that survived the ensuing 25 years since their indifferent break-up, mixed by the exacting Steve Albini as the band's one condition for reissue. The package reeks of the '90s computer-crippled D.I.Y. aesthetic, with VHS blur and opaque white screened on chipboard. A record that just barely does, and probably should not, exist

A1. Acid Sweet Happening
A2. Awareness For Fun
A3. Scent Sample Feed
B1. Sonic Seller Song
B2. Fake Calm Existing
B3. Lovely Kill Smile
B4. Happy Frown Styles