so if you couldn't tell, i'm irritated right now.
you see, my keyboard on my laptop has been acting strangely, making me have to type super hard so everything gets on there, and i have to delete words often and retype them. example of difficult keyboard:
te dog went upstais o the atta and found aa ball t play with.
should have been:
the dog went upstairs to the attiic and found a ball to play with.
other times, its fine.
ug. now time to write this flipper review for an album no one cares about other than kurt cobain's rotting cremated ashes.
so, 4 guys. drum. guitar. bass/singer. bass/singer. when one basses, the other sings, and vice versa.
what does it sound like??
midtempo bass heavy sloppiness. with lyrics about whatever.
jackholes wouldn't get it. nor should they - their race is one that is bred in hatred, mixing australian cuisine with fashion sense from a goodwill store in brookline.
the way it sounds is like imagine a good stooges album, so either half of the first one or fun house. but, without iggy. or a sax. its actually cooler. and there's a total air of "who gives a crap" - see the song "nothing" where one guy says "wait, let's all start at the same time". or kickoff track "ever", featuring handclaps that aren't always on beat with the song.
"living for the depression" is a quickie, leading into album closer and high point, the 8 minute jam "sex bomb", which is a riff, a sax solo, and the words "sex bomb, momma, yeoowwaa!" or "sex bomb, baby, yow!". with some whistling sound that sounds like that bomb. this is a song i could listen to for 28 minutes and just be rolling on the floor, myself into a stupor that would make people think i was pulling an ian curtis or something.
i picked to do this album because while going to a friend's violin recital, there was a little girl who was laughing, and her laughs sounded like that whistling noise. it was great.
OVERALL RATING - like being stuck inside a concrete mixer while having 12 portions of your brain turned off. fasciating.
KEY TRACKS - ever, sex bomb, life.
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