Being already an eastern-european kitsch, they move on to a perversity-beat among not so refined instrumental skills… and those crazy screaming soliloquies! The beat and the rockabilly are passed through the mincer, with the result that you can't steer clear from that 50's and 60's rubbish. They play the decadence of a certain civilization, since they're not born in a kitchen but in some shitty suburbs. It's like staying on the edge between music and confusion, it's like an attitude in which sounds and experiences cross each other among a terrible charm and humor insane. The result is a fascinating blend of surrealist and psychedelic punk nihilism: an indiscreet charm, and genuinely moving performances, such as a fall down stairs. Maybe. http://www.beatbreakers.org/