ONEIDA know at least one thing: in this world, it's love vs. The Man. They express it in a fury of screeches, yelps and cathartic, apocalyptic freak-outs.

Bone-dry melodies crackles beneath the primal creams and falsetto laments of front-man PCRZ.

A rocker who's soul is met out by the Grace Church Boy's Choir, dime-store keyboards and a riff bigger than Jon Spencer's ego ...