A few years ago, in a different city, I wrote that Chow Nasty were on their way to total world domination. I stand behind that ridiculous claim. Now that the Bay Area electro-blooze trio are armed with Super (Electrical) Recordings, produced by Peanut Butter Wolf, they’re one step closer to enslaving us all with their unruly raunch-rock party jams. “Ungawa,” featuring the Mission High School cheerleaders on backing vocals along with a lowbrow drum machine beat and scuzzilicious bass line, has become an unlikely club hit favored by Peaches and Le Tigre. Some words I’ve used in the past to describe their unabashedly fun form of freak-funk: “like KY Jelly on a Wiffle ball bat,” “like hot oil on a stripper pole,” and, my favorite, “like the mystery residue on the inside of your pleather hot pants.” Yeah, that’s Chow Nasty.