The-Jive-Bunny-meets-the-Ramones sleeve image on NoBunny's Love Visions album, which comes hand-pasted onto a recycled 70s disco album jacket, should give you some idea of the DIY punk frolic in store.
What it is about the Bay Area that attracts outrageously costumed rock nutters is beyond me, but let's just say the weirdly masked Justin NoBunny proudly follows in the trashy 'n' frantic lousy-fi tradition of the Mummies - only the hopped-up foolery of Love Visions is inspired less by 60s garage than perhaps by Kim Fowley's subersive vision of bubblegum pop, with a little G.G. Allin tossed in.
But don't think for a second this has anything in common with skater-geek-approved commercial pop punk. NoBunny's idea of furry fun is as demented as singalong blasts get. Highly entertaining.