I Wanna Fuck Your Brains Out cassette
Label: n/a
Year: 1985
Tracks: I Wanna Fuck Your Brains Out / Teacher's Pet / I'm Gonna Rape You / Devil's Prayer
Reviews
Solid proof that GG is still active and crazy as ever. If you're ever near any of GG's live shows I recommend you go see his band. You won't be disappointed. An aggressive metal thrash attack that blows away your senses. GG again pummels you with his intense, crazed lyrical approach. A must for all people especially those with a sick mind such as mine.
— Malice #9 (Memphis, TN) January 1985
Do you think that if I give this a bad review, GG Allin will stop sending me something new to review every issue? Probably not, but it's worth a try. Here goes: The only thing smaller than this guy's brain is his dick, which he tries to overcompensate for by writing pathetic songs (four of 'em here) of sexual degeneration. Wishes he were Iggy, but his ego's too big to accept such "small-time" status. Okay, GG, send the next one...
— Maximum Rock N Roll #23 (Berkeley, CA) March 1985
Obnoxiousness is raised to the level of high art by New Hampshire’s punk throwback, GG Allin. He’s just as objectionable as can be. He’s a failure and he deserves to be. The … ehh … leadoff cut, “I Wanna Fuck Your Brains Out,” may have an appropriate rock ’n roll sentimentality about it, but as one offended party put it, “Yeah … but a little subtlety!!” Subtlety, though, is far from GG’s strong suit.
“I was never the teacher’s pet,” he sings. And there’s absolutely no reason on earth to doubt him.
A symbol for the great unwashed, Allin calls it like he thinks it is. Buy the tape just to keep it out of the hands of youngsters he might influence. Do your bit for society. He’s leaving for Europe soon, maybe. Can’t be soon enough for me. Good riddance, fella. Screw!!!!!
— The Newpaper (Providence, RI) March 13-20, 1985
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