Deep in the depths of monotonous and mind numbing suburbia lurks a band called Brain Size 61. Their classic punk influenced sonic assault comes from a place where loud music is the only way to stave off the creeping insanity of dead end jobs, wayward drunkenness, failed relationships and bad television. These guys have shunned the garage for the windowless sanctuary of a dank and dusty basement. Things can grow underground… loud, fast and twisted things.

Led by the reclusive Hutchins brothers, Craig and Mike, Brain Size 61 carries their unique perspective on the world through the humongous guitar sounds of Mike’s handmade Richtone brand amplifiers and Craig’s yowls of human disdain. Pounding out the Brain Size 61 rhythm is the ferocious drumming of Rick Stockall and the slamming bass of Jean-Michel Reid. Mike compares himself to a club sandwich though he cannot adequately explain why. Craig has turned a penchant for assembling lawn furniture and an addiction to hand sanitizer into absolutely nothing. Rick is beef. Maybe bad, barely hot dog grade beef, but beef just the same. Then there are those who would claim Jean-Michel is just weird but weird in a wondrous way.

The result is a succulent stew of punk rock heaven. The self proclaimed “laziest band… ever” does indeed get the notes right every once in a while and the tasty results will leave you hungry for more.