One way or another, the Sound of Urchin will possess your heart. It might be with Tomato, the singing drummer whose neck veins bulge so violently that his head appears to be constantly on the verge of exploding. Or maybe the duel axes of B-ILL and Seahag will win you over with Thin Lizzy lust. Either way, the band's indefatigable performances of high-energy rock tunes with lyrics about magic markers and Cheez-Its will find a way into your devil-fisting core. Ween and Jack Black have already delivered ringing endorsements — and those guys are no lightweight pundits. Fight it if you must, but know that you will lose the battle.
