Fantastically deranged Parisian blow-out! In their own words: ?This is what music sounds like when you work for it. Too many universal rock bands are just doing it to bring themselves pleasure. Doing it for the pleasure of the audience sometimes means that the performer doesn't have fun at all. Which is 100% ok, since the only thing that matters is how the audience feels?, and the audience sounds right at home amongst Gang Wizard?s monstrous, fragmented onslaught, hollering, whooping and chasing the band to fit their idea of fun & good times in Paris. The band had two guitars, three electronics set-ups and vocals going through one blown-out P.A., which cuts out now and again leaving only the vocals and drums (snare, kick and street sign), making for some great force-of-nature changes in texture as the whole band is mushed into a thin line of crackling no-wave resistance, desperately clinging the last vestiges of amplification. The audience become more and more aggressively vocal, almost goading the band like a dancing bear, until the last few minutes splurge out in a triumphant coalescence of man, guitar, fear and feedback. Totally rampant, you can enjoy this like some Roman gladiatorial spectacle, you can be the lion! Bravo, bravo! 8/10 -- Evan Rhodes (18 March, 2008)