Of all the international genres of hardcore, Italian stuff from the 80 was probably the most vein-poppingly intense. Somehow, the idiom remains underrated: Negazione, Wretched, Declino, Eu's Arse, Cheetah Chrome Motherfuckers, and Rappresaglia all excreted an unwholesome cacophony from the stinking squats and even-more rancid political culture of Italy, one of Europe's most corrupt hellholes.Somewhat more polished were metallic thrash bands like Raw Power and Impact, who were also hair and fashion icons. Raw Power is probably the most well-known, from their inclusion on Maximum Rocknroll's "Welcome to 1984" compilation, where their song "Fuck Authority" gives new meaning to the Christopher Walken "cowbell" skit on SNL.Today I’m looking at Shotgun Solution's "I.K.Y.C.I.M.F." from the "Shotgun" EP. If you look at the cover of the record in the video, you can tell that maybe the band doesn’t seem to know what a shotgun is: they’ve emphatically circled a revolver in red ink.If you know anything about punk, you know that an acronym never bodes well. G.G. Allin's "E.M.F." (Eat My Fuck) is example enough. Charmingly, "I.K.Y.C.I.M.F." stands for "I Keep Your Cunt In My Freezer," an atrocious sentiment that still lingers in the tasteless "porn grind" of Italian hacks Cripple Bastards.Well, the singer treats this song like musical theater, and sounds like a knife-wielding maniac, grossly panting and gasping throughout. What he’s really shredding are his own vocal cords (like Adele!). While other Italian bands threw up a racket either with technical, quasi-mathcore noodling and dissonance (Negazione), or sheer ineptitude and distortion (Wretched—and yeah, basically all the others), Shotgun Solution takes a curious detour through the much maligned, extended guitar solo, a topic of recent debate on Noisey's blog. You can really detect here the influence of the part of the Stooges' first album that John Cale didn't have responsibility over, as this is total guitar overkill.Looking back, it might be the inclusion—abuse, really—of the wah pedal here that is even more offensive than the misogynist fantasy enacted by the lyrics.