Well I had to do my best to suppress the idea of reviewing the album by the artwork alone. What can you expect from a band showing a blond girls bottom on the cover? Old fashioned, flat and uncivilized eighties hard rock. After just one minute of music I was truly relieved. The cover of the album literally covered the music into finesses, so I didn’t have to listen to another single note. In my opinion this album is utterly crap. I’m sure that there are people out there that are into this music.

To these people I wane say: “Wake up! We’re living in the twenty-first century now! There is modern music out there that doesn’t sound like its being recorded in a shed on a 6-track recording device.” I could lengthen this review by bashing this band and their album. I won’t bother you with that. Just look at the album cover and you’ll know whether “Property Of…” is something you like.