Sod the first few EPs, we say a band's real hidden gems are buried at the end, among the ill-advised career moves and last grasps at fading relevance. Here, tQ writers fight the corner for their favourite unloved and underrated records from the tail-end of their favourite artists' discography.
One song by this cult San Francisco band had a hand in changing Dustin Krcatovich's life, sans any information about who the hell they were. He reviews a new reissue of their leanest and meanest statement almost 30 years on