So these guys sound pretty tough.  Uncompromisingly tough.  They're like hitting a raw nerve, gashing an open wound. Heavy.  Scary.  Possessed vocals on the verge of total freak out, yet never going over that edge, staying just this side of restraint.  Predominant style — forceful post-punk rock.

Fatal Slide is the third album for this Philadelphia band, The Reds were not hard core enough to appeal to hometown punks, but too rough for norm-radio.  They are more accessible now then on their first album.  Bonuses are in the trumpet work of Asbury Dukes member Louis Parent, noticeable on the banshee, slow funk of Forget, this listener's fav cut.
This album sounds better with each spin.

 Darlene St. Pierre, Westender, Vancouver, Canada, 1982