Agoraphobic Nosebleed - Frozen Corpse Stuffed With Dope
- Released: 2002
- Label: Relapse Records
- Rating:
If I ever decided to do a whole fuckload of PCP, slit my arms open with a broken beer bottle, steal a truck, and go mow old people down while driving 90 mph through town, I would listen to this disc while doing it. These guys are fucked up. I’m not sure what to make of the whole disc, because it was kind of hard to comprehend the first time through, and the second time it just fuckin’ weirded me out. These guys glorify drugs, spout the oh-so-un-PC “fag” and “homo” words like they’re going out of style, and just blast and goddamn blast some more.
After the third listen I sat down and read thru the lyrics sheet. Now, I’m really fuckin’ scared. Forget that Bin Laden pussy and Saddam; live in fear of these motherfuckers. Take this little lyrical tidbit from “Kill Theme For American Apeshit”:
Same pliers used in a nosejob on another whore, fuck it!
I’m fucked up let’s do this shit.
Everyone in here is dead – for no good reason – right fucking now.
These guys grind with the best of ‘em. Can’t say anything better about them than that. They use a drum machine but it doesn’t sound as shitty and fake as a lot of other bands that use ‘em. I am fuckin’ sold on these guys after a few listens. There’s way too much shit going on on this disc to accurately explain it in what little time I have. Just check ‘em out and form your own opinion. Not for the pussy little mall metal crowd, but definitely for the more underground-inclined WTD readers. Especially you guys who listen to Anal Cunt, Total Fucking Destruction, etc.
On a little end note here before I have to type out 38 fuckin’ song titles, the bassist’s name is Richard Johnson. I sure as fuck hope that’s a stage name. Please write me and tell me that’s a stage name, Dick.
“Phone call for Dick Johnson.”
Link: relapse.com
| 08/05/2002