This band has shock down to a science. Offensive band name? Yep. Album artwork covered with images of penises and anuses slathered in neon green? Absolutely. Video directed by Lloyd Kaufman of Troma films fame? It’s included on the CD. But that shit’s the easy part. It’s not worth anything if the music doesn’t rock. It has no value if you don’t listen to the album so many times that you find yourself at work in the office or grocery store or wherever with random lines from “The Cleaner” running through your head. Maybe they accidentally spill out of your lips and a work buddy catches you quietly singing “Pull your legs over your head.” As you’re dragging the line out, trying to make it sound as caustic as possible, your face turns red and you realize that you need to keep that shit in your head. Pervert.
–mp (Profane Existence/Selfish Satan)