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Bring Me My Gallows, Kiddies, I Feel Like Swinging

By Jonny Whiteside

Published on September 16, 2008 at 2:21am

Born from the mid-80's Hollywood hard rock underground, Brian Small's Hangmen almost immediately stood out from the pack. With a ragged but right image (Small often appeared in a tattered pair of boots held together by duct tape) and classic songs like "They Dropped a Bomb on My Hometown," they withstood the de rigeur battering (DOA major label deals, too much dope, innumerable personnel changes) but have never given up the fight, and the band's gutter level purity remains gloriously intact
Wed., Sept. 24, 2008