This cat GREG ASHLEY is talked about in some circles like heâ€™s got this killer psychedelic band or something, when everyone else knows itâ€™s just THE GRIS GRIS â€“ so whatâ€™s the big deal, right? But thatâ€™s okay, because eight years ago when he was a tot, he & his Texas pals had a pretty ripping teenage punker band called THE STRATE COATS, very much in the ultra-energy Supercharger/Teengenerate vein so popular w/ the punks of the day. The 8 songs on this 33rpm single, which are all â€œunearthedâ€ demos, maybe took some lessons from the aforementioned, but puked them back up in a most pleasing manner. Super reckless but yet still real real tight (the way you like it), and every songâ€™s a sub-2 minute scorcher. â€œSwingin Strate Coatâ€ in particular is a panicked instrumental R&B rave-up that wouldâ€™ve made sense as both the show opener and the closing room-clearer. I think itâ€™s outstanding, and a good signpost for the whole excellent EP. And get this â€“ the cover has them taking a pretend pee-pee! And the drummer wore goofy white sunglasses â€“ indoors! File this next to THE BRIDES and the MOTARDS and then get on the good foot.