The track is the longest at over eight minutes. The album boils down to a song that has three parts, titled “Weapons.” The parts include: Simple Word, Gone is Gold, and Heavy Soul. It’s a rather confusing album and I’m going to give them the benefit of the doubt that this is all on purpose, although I don’t know what purpose that is. They seem to hate sleazy straight guys as much as they seem to hate twisted gay guys. The thing is, it’s not like they’re making a joke of it, at least not completely. I’m not sure what statement is being made, but the band wants to cut into political issues as well as personal preferences of sexuality. Let’s move on to look at tracks like “Nipple Me Now Manipulator.” The title of the track is the “chorus.” The character portrayed on the album contemplates living by the rules, finding a wife and conforming to the American Dream, but decides that “I might as well turn gay.” When looking at the character depicted, he’s insane. It’s about as avant garde, if you want to call it that, as it gets. The samples of messed up bizarre vocals and grating horns make me want to skip it every time I gave it a listen. It’s completely dissonant with howling lyrics that can hardly be understood. This happens to be one of my least favorite tracks on the album, not like I have an actual favorite. I do like how they sent a track list and about half the tracks don’t “conform to FCC standards.” I’ll move to their “top suggested” song for airplay, titled “Out of the Glue and into the Crack.” I couldn’t make this up if I wanted to.
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Apparently the album details a creepy straight white conservative male through his journey into becoming a completely depraved gay liberal. Instead it’s often spoken word gibberish, “I want to explore big fat sweaty American cunts,” said in the most creepy way possible is how this album starts out. If you are easily offended, please stop reading this right now. It’s hardly recognizable but I think that’s what they were going for. The opening track “Americaca” has this crude and wacky version of the Nation Anthem played on a keyboard with a really cheesy sound.
It’s outstanding in how absolutely weird and potentially offense it is. Off the band’s website they explain, “Repulsar is committed to explore this notion through cheesy drum machines, bass tones that resemble the sound of farting, loud guitar feedback, semi-competent soloing and multi-phonic atonal throat singing techniques set to conceptually suspect themes.” Keep in mind that I don’t condone this album, I’m just reviewing it.įirst off, this album is outstanding, but not in a musical way.
I don’t think the guys who made this album will be too upset by me saying this, because I have hunch that’s what they were going for. This week I’m going to review this album mostly because it’s hunting season and it seems fitting to review and album that is titled “Gay Deer Hunter Sex Wagon.” This album is pretty awful and it not hard to explain why. Usually it’s because there is something outstanding about the album that people should know about. On occasion I will review an album from Minneapolis. I receive a wide array of music from all over the Nation, but I try to focus on local music as much as I can.