Hate Slade? Loathe Wizzard? Detest Wham? Head instead to the Afro grotto, where every day is Christmas day for the patron saint of getting blotto. A politically incorrect bunch of gifts that decks seasonal fare with 40 & a blunt, bleary-eyed demo button blues (sample lyric – “lick my balls with lots of saliva, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la” – you get the idea), this is worth a puerile giggle, if not something to play when the grandparents are over for Christmas dinner.
3 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver
