The raw edge of Wipers' Over the Edge on cassette hits like a relentless storm chasing you down a dark alley. This album explodes with jagged guitar lines and frantic vocals, reflecting the panic of a midnight stroll gone wrong. Greg Sage's sharp riffs and paranoid lyrics slice through the gloom, leaving you gasping for more. When punk rock collides with the heartbeat of anxiety, that's exactly where this record stands.
