Caveat emptor for Beasties fans, the show here belongs to Berry, Bosco and Hubel and the songs are pretty hardcore hard-luck, white trash psychobilly pieces.
Banco de Gaia (aka Toby Marks) easily melds disparate elements in a weightless environment, creating some of the more interesting electronica available.
While this self-titled release is a coaster, perhaps with a lot of work on taking their songs the distance, they might be able to open for someone good.
Crispen Hunt’s vocals (complete with angelic falsetto) to make the Longpigs a great band, but they also write the most powerful pop songs I’ve ever heard.
Jello’s points sometimes risk getting lost amongst the slam-racket. Refer to the shocking, revelatory, and hilarious newsprint collage in the lyric booklet.
Nice throaty growling, some even-tempoed riffing, a few melodic transitions to break up the monotony, but with weak drum production and overall muddy sound.
Combining ’90’s self-titled EP and ’91’s, Who’s Laughing Now, this re-issue shows three members of Korn in their early, funky metal, solo-happy stages.
This album sound human, as if they were in a sitting room, with a few spectators, creating a music that is both dark and haunting as well as organic and fresh.