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THE REVIEW
What the fuck are you staring at? I'm fat and clumsy and I play with a Jazzmaster (I've put a humbucking at the bridge) with some nice heavy distortions. I'm fat and clumsy and I don't give a damn. My music is like me: heavy, exasperated, filthy. You probably don't know my band, TAD, for which all the best underground producers have moved [and when I say all and the best - Steve Albini, Jack Endino, Butch Vig, J Mascis - I'm not kidding].
NME dedicated an article to us titled "The Larder They Come". Basically, they were making fun of me because I'm a fatso, but I don't give a fuck. We are Grunge and I don’t want to see my ugly mug on MTV... honestly, let's keep it between us, I tried it: Bruce Pavitt, the guy from Sub Pop, sent them a video of ours and they replied they couldn't air it because I'm too chunky. If that's the case: you're worse off and much worse than me.
I, Tad Doyle, will never become rich and famous and it doesn't matter because to make a living I work as a butcher and can dismember a bovine in forty minutes and with music, I just want to have fun. We toured with Nirvana. In Rome, I drank ten cappuccinos in a row and got sick... while I was in the hospital Kurt sang in my place: even that didn't help us scrape together some cash.
What the hell were we supposed to do? You say you like Grunge and WE are Grunge, but then you listen to Pearl Jam. What the hell does that mean?
Where did we go wrong? I really think nowhere. It's just the sign of the times: a fatso is a fatso, not a rock star.
This album here, God's Balls, we made in 1989, like Bleach. On the mixer was Jack Endino, as in all Grunge records before the big bucks showed up. I use a nice Big Muff for distortion, like Mudhoney, and it's nice and heavy. It's exactly what someone with a bit of brains should expect from a Grunge record, but I'm sure in 2007 I'll still be a butcher.
- Behemoth
- Pork Chop
- Helot
- Tuna Car
- Sex God Missy (Lumberjack Mix)
- Cyanide Bath
- Boiler Room
- Satan's Chainsaw
- Hollow Man
- Nipple Belt
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This review celebrates TAD's 1989 grunge album 'God's Balls' as a heavy, raw, and authentic record. Tad Doyle's unapologetic personality and underground stature are highlighted. Despite industry challenges and body-shaming obstacles, the band's sound remains true to grunge roots. Produced by notable producer Jack Endino, the album stands as a foundational piece of the Seattle grunge movement.Tracklist Lyrics Videos
03 Helot (02:58)
I will, I will
Assert my dominance
Over you, I will.
I will, I will
You will, you will
Do as you're told
Do as I say
You will, you will
Fire mountain
Blow its load
all over you
all over me
Pompeii, Pompeii
Vesuvius
Blowin' ashes in my sky
Turning my lungs white
My slave, my slave
you've served me
served me well
carry me far here
I can't breathe
Carry me
Outta this hell
Let's get the hell outta here!
OOOOOWWW!
Tad
Tad are an American grunge band from Seattle, formed in 1988 by singer/guitarist Tad Doyle. Early Sub Pop fixtures with brutally heavy records (God’s Balls, Salt Lick, 8-Way Santa), they later moved to a major for Inhaler (produced by J Mascis) and returned to Endino for Infrared Riding Hood. Known for colossal riffs, dark humor, and a proudly unglamorous image, they disbanded in 1999.06 Reviews
