Blitzkrieg Pop (Nova Mute)
by Scott Hefflon
Only a few proper “songs” here, but oh what songs they are! Ya wouldn’t dare name yer album this without some head-bobbing yahoo somewhere on there. And T. Raumschmiere is no dummy. Not a showoff, not a wanker, he’s a madman. Ya respect his sparseness (even if ya prefer the fist-throwing rockers), and if yer an art fag, ya deal with the shaggy-headed tendencies, because if this is AC/DC, why are there electronic birds chirping, burping, and, ahem, “cleaning themselves”? Get him on the mp3 CD. Shit, be hard to pick one song. First or last. Neither really shows the depth going on elsewhere, but Trent howled and tinkered, and people eventually caught on.