This Charlottesville, Virginia duo of Mr. Anus and Mr. Horribly-Charred-Infant has built a distinctive and unexpectedly productive career out of tuneless sub-garage childhood-trauma rants. The pair's spontaneously composed primal scream tragicomedies recount a litany of prepubescent horrors with an oddly compassionate mix of humor and pathos, adding up to a surprisingly compelling aesthetic that's unlike anything else in underground rock.