The self described ‘flower punk’ band, Black Lips, sounds like if Anton Newcombe not only discovered his garage punk roots, but also discarded his perfectionist qualities into a 60s black hole of chaos. !@#$ it! We’ll do it live. The production is in a low-fi haze, and the raw delivery is kissing the lips of flower-power throwback and forever smearing them black. Good? Bad? Definitely not evil.