CD Reviews
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haven’t heard of them before, but judging from the evidence here, Nirvana isn’t likely to go far. They’re no Uriah Heep, that’s for sure. (Jim Gnastic)
FRANK ADMISSION AND THE CLOTS
Stop Following Me (Cutoutbin)
The success of Daniel Johnston, Wesley Willis, and the Chronic Bedwetter Three has opened the floodgates for the previously-ignored genre of schizo-pop, and the Clots have managed to follow their masterful debut, Songs For The Invisible Hypnotist Robot On My Shoulder, with a CD that redefines the word “really good.” Admission shows an uncommon talent for the spoken word on standouts like “Where The Fuck Am I? Who Are Those People Behind The Glass?” and ” Don’t Touch Me or I Rip Your Lungs Out (Like I Did To That Guy At The DMV)”. Brilliant stuff, but they need to be seen live to get the full effect. How the guitarist manages to play with his arms bound like that is a marvel. Steve Albini produced. (Arthur Nouveau)
NASAL LABIA
Pustulent Kielbasa of Love (Toepox)
N.L. have upped the enfeeble-metal ante with every one of their albums, and I’ve often wondered if they could possibly top last year’s masterpiece Scabs! (Songs From The Broadway Musical), where they streamlined their attack to the point that none of the songs topped four seconds in length. Could they possibly be more malevolent, cruel and coaybtete-leranous than before? Their new album proves the answer is yes. In fact, there’s no CD in the jewel case – when you buy it, the band will follow you home where they will pummel you into a bloody pulp with their boots. An early contender for album of the year, as I can’t seem to remember what any other music sounds like. Produced by Steve Albini. (Hank O’Hare)
VARISPEED WARTHOG
The Name Of This Band Is Not Penguin Handjob (Specluum/DBGMVGCXQ/Nosebleed/Burpworks/Mucustone/Parcheesewhiz/Heck-fire/Dead Puma In My Trunk, Inc./Frigmeisterbraunschweigersanction)
Adjectives like weighty, consequential, formidable, semiligneous and oss-eous don’t do this band justice. Neither do nouns like peplum, kirguiz, grosgrain, and quinquereme. And you can just disregard intransitive verbs such as coruscate, fossick, paralogize and jink altogether. So I guess I have nothing to say about them. I’m going to go O.D. now. Steve Albini manned the board on this album. (Pearl Necklace)
