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TRACTOR SEX FATALITY
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“I find great enjoyment in watching the environment collapse around our songs.” - Rob, singer, Tractor Sex Fatality
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-Sleazegrinder |
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TRACTOR SEX FATALITY
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“I find great enjoyment in watching the environment collapse around our songs.” - Rob, singer, Tractor Sex Fatality
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-Sleazegrinder |
Although
it was initially recorded in 2004, this is the second album in less than a
year from these maniacs. Last time I heard ‘em, they were merely a
psychotic garage-punk band. With this vicious slice of relentless
earfucking, they sound more like a gang of Brundleflies hacking out the
soundtrack to a satanic snuff movie before their mansect limbs fall off.
At the time they recorded it, they were an 8 piece riot squad, and that’s
exactly what this sounds like, an angry mob wiping each other out with
saxophones cracking skulls open and bass guitars shattering kneecaps. It’s
tough to pick and choose the highlights here, as tracks like “Pinebox”
and “Cagematch” just pummel and grind to their bitter
conclusions without the slightest whiff of melody or dynamics, but maybe
that’s the point, to leave you slackjawed and slightly panicked. If so,
mission accomplished. They really should toss in a couple aspirin with
every purchase, though.