Longhi has the tactics and strategy of a hit-and-run driver: fuck 'em up and leave 'em for dead. He takes on circus clowns, anarchist skatepunks, redneck rodeo heavens, foursomes before the days of AIDS, and whatever else captures his angry fancy. These are nonapologetic bursts that make up a modern street battered Spoon River anthology. If you want to have your senses kicked against a wall, and feel the coldness of that wall as you slowly slide to the floor, capture this, and Longhi's Bricks & Anchors, before the lights begin to dim.--oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #4,
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