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CRUD |
 Detroit’s
Crud is a demonic duo consisting of Vin D (the dude from
Sponge, who I don’t really know, but know they were famous; Stacey’s
got their CDs and says they were on the radio a lot in the 90’s) and
Danielle Arsenault, a hot brunette in leather panties who used to do
Johnny Flash, among other things and people. Oh, and one of the
Seduce guys is in the band – perhaps the one with the hat, even. It’s
a real gang-bang of Murder City luminaries, really, like Pigface,
except fuckable. They play head spinning, boner-inducing sex n’ roll fulla
propulsive metal-machine disco beats and slashing razor rock guitars. They
sound a little like the KariNations or Shotgun Messiah or
Chemlab, only with more money and bigger explosions. The phenomenally
evil redneck metal howler “Glue” is the clear moneyshot in this
cluster of bad-assery, but just pick a spot and it’ll straighten you right
out. Imagine Zodiac Mindwarp and Jim Thirwell as half-mad
supervillians (I know, big stretch) in some cavernous narco-metal
nightclub somewhere, madly spinning the wheels of steel, fully intending
to kill everyone in the joint with slabs of throbbing, glam-dustrial
super-sleaze. This album would be their coup d’grace, the fuckin’ killing
blow. And we’d all be some dead motherfuckers. ________________________________________________________ |
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-Sleazegrinder |