Dushkin the proletariat drifter scum with an uncanny attraction to cookies and Moruku, whose title was censored for your safety step out of their darkened rooms briefly, get together once a week and exchange a record. Each must listen to the record continuously at least once, write a review, give it a score, and return the week for more. Stay tuned for more as they bring you the Record Exchange.

I can complain all I want, I don’t like Christmas. For me to receive a Christmas record, is like getting a knitted sweater. I pretend to like it, but I’m actually disgusted by how stick and kitchy it is.

However, this time, I’m pretty satisfied. No kidding, satisfied. So what if it’s a chistmas record, it sure doesn’t sound like one.

Moruku has crazes, and it comes and goes. This time, he was Christmas-obsessed. I remember last year, the guy held a poker face and insisted he’s a buddhist. This year, he even went shopping for christmas. I tend to suspect it has something to do with his newly acquired girlfriend. (Note: yes, I insist she’s your girlfriend.)

Having just heard that someone I used to idle with on IRC just died, so listening to Los Straitjackets just isn’t what I want to listen to, so no, I won’t relisten to the record, but just work from memory. I know this is a record review, but I have to interject here. Seriously, I join ##otw for a mere ten minutes and I already at that point I wish I never did. Really, “rot in pees”, that’s what they said. They started arguing about how long his session’s been inactive. Ever read The Stranger? It’s sort of like that. Kids, don’t do drugs, because that’s what happens, you OD and nobody gives a crap.

To define Season, I’d say it’s a mix between surf rock and what sounds like that latino. I can definitely hear the influence.

Luckily, Los Straitjackets managed to avoid those horrible bells that people keep putting in Christmas-related everything. I did hear them being used in “I Wanna Be Your Dog” (The Stooges), and that was good, but besides that - sorry, nothing.

I, as a Christmas-hater, feel this record could have scored higher.

Verdict: 6 out of 10 Santas.

Moruku is supposed to be doing a review as we speak. And I thought mine was overdue. Stick around for the next review.