Rocking Chairs of Piss Shit Your Ribcage Out CD
This band and album name had a lot to live up to. I wanted to love this record. Instead, I was bemused and baffled. The music is your typical punk affair, but the vocals are absolutely unhinged. It sounds like they recorded the singers to an isolated track and then laid them over the music later on, as if they took a spoken word album and spliced it with some of the most generic punk backing tracks you can find. There’s just no rhyme or reason to any of the cadences, and it leads me to believe this is all ad libbed. You know something, though? I think I actually do love this album. It’s just so off-the-wall and ridiculous. It would be a stretch to call these lyrics brilliant, but they definitely made me laugh, especially the final line in the song “Hendrix Clock”: “I want to hear the sound of the robin! Get me one right now for Christmas!” Honestly, it’s like if Jasper and Horace from 101 Dalmatians started a rock’n’roll band. If you’ve got 30 minutes to kill, this is worth checking out.