Not as outwardly antagonistic as their seminal Cleveland peers, the Bizarros were of the same class of forward-thinking oddballs. Their combination of punk vitriol melded with art-rock sophistication led to a deal with the Mercury Records imprint Blank Records. But the label went belly-up in 1978, before the Bizarros could release their debut, and the band never got the acclaim it deserved.
Maybe that'll change with their surprisingly solid return, Fight. If the finger-spraining, minute-long guitar solo that ends "67-77 (Live at Studio A)" doesn't convince you of the band's virility, clenched-fist kiss-offs like "Price to Pay" surely will. Full of growling, mid-paced rockers leavened by touches of keys and Nicholis's wizened wit, the album shows that the Bizarros have grown up without growing old.