With a name like 'Slugfuckers' you certainly ain't lookin' fer chart action, and with an LP like this, you definitely ain't!
There aren't too many looser combo's than this from the land down under. Falling apart abstract punk funk played by pale white boys from the Sydney suburbs who'd heard The Pop Group.
Thankfully, unlike The Pop Group, Slugfuckers don't resort to pounding the listeners skull with endless political soapboxing.
The lyrics, delivered in a half-assed quasi-conversational style, are suitably vague and abstract enough as to compliment the collapsing syncopation of the music. This is the kind of stuff I like to relax to of an evening, protected by a ring of salt.
A2 Mr. Insanity
A3 Tricked You
A5 Obbligato Necroplasm
A6 Skizo Disko
B2 Dolphins Aren't Fish
B3 Tell Me Who You Are
B5 Artificial Slits