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Pygmy Love Circus |
 LA-by-way-of-Denver
“Viking rock” jokesters Pygmy Love Circus boast the dude from
arena-prog bazillionaires Tool on the drums. I say ‘boast’ cuz
there’s a giant sticker saying so on the cover. He produced the record
too, which means the drums are louder than everything else. PLC’s
shtick is big dumb biker rock, like Nashville Pussy, say, or a
metallized Nuge. That’s the theory, anyway. Track 10, “12 Gauge
Kiss”, actually does achieve the menace and throttle they’re
after, sounding like an unholy cross between Killdozer and some
Jager-swilling Seattle lumberjack metal band, and closer "Madhouse
Clown” is like a million dollar spaghetti western ode to “Rock n’
Roll Juggernaut” era Meatmen, but that’s kinda far into the
album for sparks to start flying. For the most part, PLC mix up
Clutch style nu-stoner stomp with proggy, Tool-esque twists and
turns, and although it will probably amuse fans of both Tool and
Clutch immensely, it just doesn’t ring true as sleaze metal, which
it’s supposed to be, jokingly or otherwise. Not bad, dig, just not bad
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-Sleazegrinder |