The 4-armed distortion box nightmare affectionately known as Ape Has Killed Ape has been called “utter genius” in the past, and even though it was probably by some sarcastic prick in the LA press, it’s still true, pretty much. The blueprint AHKA use is deceptively simple – fuzzbox, keyboards, drums, drunken ranting – but they somehow turn this simple hobo stew of junkstore electronica into a dizzying symphony of laser-strobing headfuckery that leaves you feeling weird, panicky, and even a little disoriented. Like maybe you forgot to take your anxiety pills. “Snide Rants” is their latest transmission from Planet Gluesniffer, and as usual, it’s the aural equivalent of a wrong-way Merry Go Round spinning off it’s axis. It’s a limited edition EP (only 100 made, although it’s just a CDR, so…you can pretty much make number 101, if you want) with 7 new gloomy-goofy tunes. The highlight, undoubtedly, is “Captain Rehab” which is probably my all-time favorite rehab song (well, next to that one Malakas tune where Cranford says, “It’s like jail, except you get medication”) because it’s really not helpful at all, since they’re telling Captain Rehab how miserable his life is. “Join the party, and check in tomorrow” is the Ape Man’s helpful advice. I have personally taken that offer many times. Don’t listen to monkeys.

Umm, the rest of ‘em are good, too. One of ‘em’s even called “Amateur Boob Circus”. They all sound like Outer Space fuzzpop made by z-movie producers with a noon tomorrow deadline on wobbly equipment from 1972. Suffice to say, it’s pretty awesome.