Do you want a buxom foul-mouthed loud punk-rocker chick spewing rage and doom at you? I thought so, then this is the featurette for you. You complacent beer swilling couch potato- hey, wait that's me !
1988, Lydia Lunch lays down this end -of- the Reagan era rant mixing on -target social commentary with her own personal anger. AND THIS LADY'S REALLY ANGRY. Don't honk her off in a diner or you might be wearing that lasagna home, bub. Lydia Lunch Delivers her scathing postmodern sermon first from a studio, then from various blight sites in the big apple; which form a fitting backdrop for her zesty bleakness. Politicians, parents, men and American consumerism all take a beating from the Duchess of Darkness. So if you enjoy unresolved rage, exhilarating profanity and timeless critiques of politics and human nature check out - THE GUN IS LOADED.
1988, Lydia Lunch lays down this end -of- the Reagan era rant mixing on -target social commentary with her own personal anger. AND THIS LADY'S REALLY ANGRY. Don't honk her off in a diner or you might be wearing that lasagna home, bub. Lydia Lunch Delivers her scathing postmodern sermon first from a studio, then from various blight sites in the big apple; which form a fitting backdrop for her zesty bleakness. Politicians, parents, men and American consumerism all take a beating from the Duchess of Darkness. So if you enjoy unresolved rage, exhilarating profanity and timeless critiques of politics and human nature check out - THE GUN IS LOADED.
