A group of disgustingly cute forest creatures who, after being disgustingly cute for a few seconds, get garroted, sliced, and otherwise massacred by the end of the brief segment.
An ode to “low” culture, with splatter flicks, cheesy ’80s references, and appearances by such luminaries as Bam Margera and mega-low budget video queen Misty Mundae.
Rather than write anything new, the band work methodically to add to a billowing cloud shaped and sharped like barbed wire tumbleweed rolling over squishy English duskscapes.
I didn’t need the cover art to tell me that MTV had something to do with this. It’s precisely the kind of self-conscious, slumming, incomprehensible attempt at “hipness” they’re constantly trying to sell.
I interview rock guys two, three times a week. I use voice recognition software to transcribe these interviews. It doesn’t always come out as planned though.