Jim Knipfel (author of Slackjaw), New York Press, concert preview

   His name isn't quite as eye-snatching as that Foetus fellow's, but if Foetus were more of a lounge act than he already is, he would sound a lot like Philadelphia's Williams. If Randy Neuman aimed his cynical barbs beyond the banal, he might sound like Mr. Williams, too. So might Soft Cell and Gary Numan, if they'd had his guts or wit. He takes on the horrors of the postmodern - serial killers, gay Nazis, medical technology, pederasty, deformed babies, love as ugly as it gets - in songs that can be as tender or as vicious as they come, each marked by a uniquely demented sense of the absurd.