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Hey, I'm talking to you.
Yes, you who haven't stopped shaking your ass while listening to the riff of "Suicide in Progress", who haven't yet tired of listening to the latest carnage that goes by the name of "Nude With Boots" and who haven't stopped loving the most tireless band on the planet. Middle-aged people who have had a 25-year career, who have never bowed to market logic and instead loudly told them to fuck off (many of them want demos but I refuse to make demos for a group of 24-year-old little assholes who need to tell me what's right and wrong in my music - said our hairy life master referring to the major's tormentors) but who, despite everything, have reached this twenty-first century and don't look bad playing live at a children's show. They still have a lot of energy, despite their silhouette. And that's a good thing.
Obviously, I'm talking to you, Melvins fan. Yes, you, you're about to receive some great news.
Our guys have created "Melvins Vs. Minneapolis" which with its 3 discs containing 11 live shows, with its silk-hand-covered box set and with its hyper-limited edition (everything will be produced in 666 hand-numbered copies for the legendary Amphetamine Reptile) will be the onanistic desire of your evil fetishist side.
An immense live set that retraces their origins ("Youth Of America"), dusts off masterpieces too quickly forgotten (there's a massive dose of "Hostile Ambient Takeover") and evokes recent illustrious collaborations ("Pigs Of the Roman Empire"), without neglecting the great classics of "Houdini", "Lysol", and "Stoner Witch". A perfect setlist that perhaps overlooks the very first historical albums but shifts the focus to the second part of their career just to remind those assholes who think they've been stuck since "Bullhead", that they are still here and make more noise than any crappy band spewed out in this last decade.
The Melvins tank, led by the evergreen awarded Osborne-Crover, in its primordial power unfiltered by the studio dimension, two eternally battered drums, amplifiers turned up to the maximum and a murderous Rat: STOP!
It's time to fork out the cash and make your guts dance a little.
<< We’re the Melvins... and we are going to play now, so... we’re straight from hell! >> King Buzzo
Tracklist and Lyrics
03 Lovely Butterfly (03:02)
LOVELY BUTTERFLY
Nasty nature done for meat
Have you cut with all three knives?
Sing light for empty suite
The lovely butterfly
Have you ever only eaten what's alive?
Cut the thing for meat
Skin cooker for the hide
Cooked on the inside
I got a belly full of prime
Crawling through my intestine
Gristle-thick pork chop rot tan
The lovely butterflys
05 Hooch (02:48)
Los ticka toe rest. Might likea sender doe ree. Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penelty.
Exi-tease my ray day member half lost a beat away. Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay. Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. Die-mond make a mid-evil bike a sake a like a ree caste. Cuz I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. On a ree land. Find a ree land.
You sink a my swan. Rolly a get a worst in. Maybe minus way far central poor forty duck a pin.
Milk maid dud bean. Master a load a head. Pill pop a dope a well run general hash pump a gonna led.
07 Night Goat (06:00)
NIGHT GOAT
She walk my way to fee
And I grut my teeth
It's more like hundred milo
And I know more me
But you can make my teeth growl
You can make my underwell
It's a big dark world now
It's a big dark Hell
Los sitar watch out for your tails
Like of course a timely man
Like a hog dance
Like a pig dare
Mind warp deceptor wan
Wait a minute I caught defouled
And I felt it groan
She meant to hold the bar down
And she cleaned my nose
I look so peaceful
And I look so underwell
I ain't got no mouthfull
I ain't got no tail
You look like such a worldy man
Like a sinner tossed on the wind
Like a hotel
Like a piston
Like a well old man a wan
Rock sides supports them would you wail
Like a tosser timely man
Like a hard descend
Like a cyst stone
Like a well worn dance stone why
08 With Teeth (02:30)
You've got the part that's living now
It's a tiny bit nasty
But it's a part now just the same
Have you the time to make it right?
Lord knows I'm gonna let it fly
I know it's not very evil
But you've just got to learn to let it go
Sometimes when the heart beats wide
You can take it on the doves
Like siz the well known water
Like siz the well known war
09 Tipping the Lion (04:06)
Follow lead point to my head
We got Dresden solid dead
I ain't gonna stand leaking from my hand
Don't like the front of me on a mand
Be still the messagly
Distending a modern tale
By phone line
Might have seen
On read by rhyme
The violence stirke and spare
Seems fortified down square
What is the quality reaching low fo side
My tears intendedly bonified
You still motor high
Reach sending a modern tease
Right phone line
High voice tone
Forty lee and four a why
10 Queen (02:40)
As a measure of the soul
Ever done run bring your fear
You and me, we got the same air goin'
Breathin' here
You got send to toad water, you been
Like someone left to cold half breathin'
Maybe me and the Queen could take another over
Walk it away, yeah
Oh little wish it away
I got time to wish away
Little wish it away
Head look about the free
Like a dumb mum bring a wheel
I might take the tee mind over
Load and see
I done kicked a hole wide lookin'
A gapin' half to free mind mover
Maybe me and the Queen can give a side order
Love it away, well
Oh little wish it away
I got time to wish away
Little wish it away
She don't hang.
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