WHO ARE THEY? A self-described “double-drummer psychedelic stupor group” from London featuring members of Terminal Cheesecake, Part Chimp, We Wild Blood, MGF, Melting Hand, Apes Fight Back, Psychic Pussies and Gum Takes Tooth. I have heard of at least two of those.
WHAT IS THIS? Their second album of so-called “scumbag lysergic racket” — which is basically their way of describing their particular brand of noise-rock cacophony, psychedelic mania and crazy-pants punk explosions.
WHAT DOES IT SOUND LIKE? Mayhem, pain, confusion, dementia, blind rage and zero fucks to give. So, pretty much like Butthole Surfers in their gibberingly twisted, dementedly aggressive prime. However, these basket cases also slather their brain-melting cocktail of primordial sludge, industrial solvent and crippling mental problems with bits and bobs of everyone from The Melvins to The Stooges. God help us all.
WHAT ARE THE MOST REVEALING LYRICS? ‘I’m gonna make some bad choices. Baaaaaaad choices.’
WHAT SHOULD IT BE TITLED? This Is Your Drain On Bugs.
HOW SHOULD I LISTEN TO IT? Either stone-cold sober or right off your tits. It’s going to cost you at least half your brain cells and most of your sense of balance either way.
WHAT 10 WORDS SUM IT UP? Crazed, outlandish, chaotic, knotty, intense, disturbing, unbalanced, relentless, uncompromising, maniacal.
WHAT ARE THE BEST SONGS? That’s kind of like asking, ‘What’s your favourite way to be jumped by a homeless person in a back alley?’ But I would be remiss if I didn’t mention there’s a song called Fuck the Beatles.
WHAT WILL MY FRIENDS SAY? ‘There’s something seriously wrong here. Yet somehow, it’s also absolutely and undeniably right.’
HOW OFTEN WILL I LISTEN TO IT? Often enough that it’s going to become an issue.
IF THIS ALBUM WERE A THIEF, WHAT WOULD IT STEAL? Large-calibre firearms, heavy pharmaceuticals, strange pornography, cheap sunglasses, deep-fried foods, your will to live.
SHOULD I BUY, STREAM OR STEAL IT? Until and unless the Buttholes rouse themselves for one last assault on our collective sensory appartus, this is as close as you’re gonna get.
