From that bitter title you might assume Electric Six were fired up here. That they were back for their fourth album with murder and chart-conquering malice in mind. But you'd be wrong. A search for any solid songwriting on 'I Shall Exterminate...' is fruitless, the hunt for a novelty hit comes up with nothing, and however mean-spirited it might be, even jokes like the parping keyboard mess of 'Randy's Hot Tonight' can't raise a laugh. In short this is dreadful, charm-free cabaret-rock that should have never escaped a Detroit garage. And there are 16 tracks of the stuff too. Avoid.