Top 40 Hits (Earache)
by Lex Marburger
Noise core to the extreme, no high end, songs, with an average track length of one minute. Names like “Fore Play with a Tree Shredder” and “Breast Feeding Jim J. Bullock’s Toenail Collection.” They do “covers” of the cheesiest tunes ever written, like “Escape (the Piña Colada Song),” “I’m Still Standing,” and the most killer version of “American Woman” ever committed to tape. I was incredibly stoned at my ex-boyfriend’s house one night. We sat on the floor stunned and laughing, the thick sludge of an intentionally bad mix slamming us in the head and making its own space, clearing out all ideas of “good” or “bad.” It’s a palate freshener; it can be used for spring cleaning your mind, sweeping all the rubbish in your brain out your left ear, so it drips down your shoulder and stains your shirt. Just for laughs, I’d like to see what a double bill of A.C. and the Dirt Merchants would be like. Sort of like eating fresh strawberries with Greek olives.