Alice Donut was my first time – my first punk show that is. AD played with a couple of local Kansas City bands at the legendary Outhouse – nothing more than a tiny box of a building in the middle of a cornfield outside of Lawrence, KS. Suffice to say that night was a revelation that carved my musical tastes in a completely different direction.

Formed in 1987, these NYC art punk bizarros released seven full-lengths and an EP before they initially broke up. In their salad days, Alice Donut was a chaotic and wholly original group. While they had a larger fan base than their Alternative Tentacles label mates Nomeansno, their shows still had a cultish feel to them. It was as though the assembled masses were enlightened with a speck of special knowledge - the knowledge of how fucking awesome Alice Donut was. As it was with most bands, their later shows, felt a little off. Somehow you could tell the end was coming – vocalist Tomas Antona no longer donned his multi-colored smock as he did in the past. Something was amiss and shortly thereafter, those feelings were verified as internal conflicts lead to their demise in 1995.

Fast forward eight years later and out of the blue comes an announcement that Alice Donut was back and with a new record in Three Sisters released not by Alternative Tentacles, but by upstart Howler Records. While Three Sisters was rather disappointing, AD’s new LP Fuzz is closer to the sound that resonated from their earlier records. Antona harkens the opener “Madonna’s Bombing Sarajevo,” with his trademark howl and the accompaniment make this the high water mark of the disc. However, there is plenty more rockers to come in “The Unnoticed Fall,” “Cropduster,” “Johnny’s In The Basement,” “Night,” and “Kick Again.” While Fuzz may evoke nostalgia in longtime fans, it still is a fine addition to Alice Donut’s vast catalog. For those just coming along, Fuzz will serve as an appetizer before a requisite dive into the band’s vast body of work. - David Lichius (2006, The Daily Copper)