DOWNLOAD: The Sprained Ankles, "Randy, The Rock and Roll Pizza Wolf" (mp3)
We can't tell you much about Randy that you couldn't glean from the song title: he loves AC/DC, he makes a really great pizza, and he turns into a werewolf when the moon is full. We can tell you even less about the Sprained Ankles, a recent and welcome addition to the pantheon of certifiably loony Boston garage-punk maniacs. They sound like a cross between monster-masher Bobby "Boris" Pickett and no-fi garage-rock pioneers the Mummies — i.e., big goofy voice, really shitty guitars, cheesy Farfisa-type organ, more fun per square inch than a happy-ending massage parlor. Grab the MP3 above, then make a beeline to the EP-release party for You Love the Sprained Ankles (Teenage Heart) on December 1 at (where else?) the Abbey Lounge.