My Idle Hands
review by Mason Dixon
I knew this kid in my neighborhood where I grew up that used to take frogs and nail them to boards. Then heíd watch them writhe in pain all around the board, bleeding out their frog juices. After they died, he would then dispose of the frog corpse, afterwards, admiring the artistic like blood spatters like they were some sort of a form of art. For some reason this release reminds me of that kid. My Idle Hands, seems like the same sort of thing to me, itís definately not a pretty recording, but somehow, in a twisted kind of way, it too is an art form. If there is not already a genre of music known as Inbred-Rock or Schizo-Metal, then there ought to be, just to better define Fifty Tons Of Black Terrorís musick. Itís got the craziest vocals this side of Jesus Lizard, or better yet, similar in vein to Scratch Acid (Both groups featured the insane vocal ramblings of front-man David Yow). Or somewhat like the now infamous, Butthole Surfers vocalist, Gibby Haynes. In fact I had to check the liner notes to make sure that this wasnít some sort of a David Yow or Gibby Haynes side-project. It all makes you wonder, at times, if it is just an act, or if these people are really that damaged. I have a strange feeling that they really are.
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