While one could certainly make a point that punk rock musician GG Allin (real name Jesus Christ Allin, later Kevin Michael Allin) was perhaps the most notorious performer in history, known for his live shows that frequently involved assaulting the audience, defecation, and self-mutilation, I'd hate to declare much of his recorded output as anything but junk.  Sure, there are some gems scattered about, and a couple of Allin's songs are somewhat decent, but the vast majority seem merely like excuses to toss around obscenity of the highest order and be as politically incorrect as possible.  Having said all that, there's no denying that Allin was extremely prolific, consistently recording from the late 1980s until his death in 1993; it's just that this recorded output was mostly made up of songs like "Expose Yourself to Kids," "I'm Gonna Rape You," and "Drink, Fight and F*ck."  Not exactly the master of subtlety, he, but Allin’s music is hilarious for how awful it is by conventional standards of quality. When the frequently obnoxious music is combined with Allin’s own ludicrously obscene lyrics and vocals, those with a screwed-up sense of humor will likely be entertained.

1993 looked to be a year no different for Allin, as he was fresh out of jail (originally for an assault charge, later re-imprisoned for a parole violation) and looking to throw down some new material.  While embarking on the "Terror In America" tour that year with his main band The Murder Junkies, Allin found himself in North Carolina.  Gathering together some musicians (mainly from the punk band ANTiSEEN who had been the back-up band on Allin's 1991 Murder Junkies album), Allin along with bassist Robert Everett, guitarist Jeff Young, and drummer Greg Clayton cut a three-song, seven inch vinyl EP under the name of the Carolina Sh!tkickers.  This short album is somewhat interesting in the bigger scheme of Allin's musical output, as there's a very backwoods, country feel to the music.  Allin would sporadically utilize this kind of sound on some of his compositions, but when the rickety instrumental parts combined with Allin's growled, profanity-laced vocals, the result hardly seems like the typical country album.

The Carolina album starts off with "Layin Up With Linda," which may be one of Allin's most subdued pieces, especially from this late period.  The song has an almost pleasant (gasp!) guitar strum, laid back drum beat and an upbeat feel.  Allin's vocals seem highly out-of-place, seeming really ragged on top of the bright melody parts, but even GG seems to be taking it pretty easy on this track.  The delivery is remarkably restrained and low-key, even if it does talk about hanging out with the character of the title until the storyteller "gets p!ssed and kills her."  The song seems like a precursor to Hank Williams III style of country songs that takes the general feel of country music and applies sinister themes and ideas to it; GG's track here is nowhere near as polished as a Hank III track, but it has that kind of a vibe.

Have no fear, though, as Allin gets back to his rowdy self with "I Wanna F*ck the Sh!t Outta You."  The song throws together the no-nonsense, uptempo beat from Chuck Berry's "Maybelline," washboard-like guitar strumming, and rowdy vocals from all the players, that basically repeat the name of the song for its brief (1:45) duration.  This second track seems quite raucous compared to the positively subdued opener, and even with the country-like sound, it's probably more in line with Allin's punk music.  The EP closes with "Outlaw Scumfuc," Allin's demented cover version of David Allan Coe's "Longhaired Redneck."  The song takes the general feel of the Coe song and inserts details of Allin's depraved lifestyle into the verses, making it somewhat of a eye-opening depiction of the life of a "scumbag."  While the lyrics are full of offensive language and generally distressing themes, the song is pretty laid back, with only the really rough, gnarly vocals going against the generally lazy feel.

All in all, GG Allin and the Carolina Sh!tkickers album is notably intriguing in the bigger picture of GG Allin's career, having that hilariously profane feel that makes much of Allin’s music somewhat enjoyable in spite of the poor quality.  Allin's vocals on the album sound, frankly, terrible; the recording quality on the vocals is awful, making them really stick out alongside the nice recording of the instruments.  I'm not sure if this was how the album was intended to be produced since its difficult to determine if the effect was intentional or the result of incompetency during recording, but the disc does come across as being a country album that's been violated and sodomized (which is about what I would guess GG Allin would do to a country album), so it does work to that extent.  That this disc sticks out as an oddity in the Allin repertoire is saying something considering the amount of material he released during his career, and in some ways, this disc is among his best recordings, with surprisingly good instrumental parts.  It's rather difficult to find this disc, and at barely eight minutes in length, it’s terribly short and hardly seems worth the bother, but I'd probably recommend this trio of jams to hardcore GG fanatics simply for its uniqueness.

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