Like an old bone dug up by an even older dog, Quarters! is decaying, stinky, flyblown, but still somehow… meaty… and tasty. It’s wonky! It’s wobbly! Warts ’n’ all! The Gizzard Gator flies in, serenades you for 40:40 and is off in search of more flesh. Quarters! is a woozy jam recorded to warped tape. Join the cult. Join the Quarters! club.
