But then I listen to the music rather than just hear it, and I know who’s inside my place. The song—and I use the word loosely—is "Scrag ‘em All" by Darwin’s Bastards, one of the more in-your-face bands on the trog-rock scene. If you didn’t know this drek was supposed to be music, you’d probably mistake "Scrag ‘em All" for the noise of street repairs around the sprawl.