The Shits
Diet Of Worms

THE REVIEW

I imagine that if we asked an Oxford sociolinguist for a reliable assessment of what blares from the speakers in the latest delivery from these recalcitrant Albionics, the exegete would pass a curt judgment: "Dick-Ov-Dog-Sound", highlighting the bulimic artistic hodgepodge at play. With a monicker—splendid as this one—it would be illicit to expect anything else.

Sordid noise rock, cleanly blurred, built from abrasive monogamous riffs—one per track—repeated to excess without tedious or pointless digressions on the theme; the vocalist bawls and hawks up apocryphal verses that seem to rise out of Mark E. Smith’s sarcophagus, and, were it not known he’s long been dead and buried, we’d be tempted to believe he’s right there.
It’s not a record to swoon over at first rendez-vous: moderately thorny and agnostic, spartanly indifferent to producing the classic quick-hook riff that current times would require.
Rather, one perceives a grim sense of wallowing in a gargantuan mire, with battered instruments orgiastically piling up one atop the other, among suffocating volume tensions and other revolting villainies of such ilk.

To describe the ingredients present in this healthy worms’ diet, one could drop quite a few names and acronyms: but believing that it’s better to fall short than to abound, I’d say that the uoll-ov-saund might recall a less prêt-à-porter version of the Unsane from their Matador era, tilted toward a Mitteleuropa–Anglophile key.

Among the most exquisitely POP moments I’d mention the extremely ragged wah-wah that corrode from within the scant five minutes of "Tarrare", or the proto-Nirvanian "Then You’re Dead", where our wild rednecks hit admirable peaks of monoclonal sonic nihilism such as haven’t been heard in eons.

Perhaps this is just ugly—indeed, downright hideous—music for fossils, paranoiacs, the decrepit: but if we’re to froth at the mouth, at least let’s be granted to do so with something that seems fit to dish out a poorly-counted three quarters of an hour of lethal pyroclastic avulsion.

From Gagauzia, that’s all.