Artist : Itchy Pushy
Title: Dull Spoon Phalicide
Label: Dysgenic Records www.dysgenicrecords.com
Category: Circus-dustrial

This band seems to have run through the fun house a few times, without ever quite meeting the scariest clown. But what a fucking freak show, nonetheless. The vocals are, in no particular order: aggressive, creepy, funny, trippy, frightening and revolting (personal favorite: the chorus, "Fuck, fuck a corpse" repeated at many, many times.) Sometimes they're mixed low vocals, sometimes death-metal distortion, or both. The samples are well-placed; the track with the bed of Beavis samples is very clever, possibly my favorite. I can see where this album is convulsing somewhere between carnival dirty and serial-killer discord; the tracks fly across genres all through the album, sometimes changing course within a single song. This album sounds like an identity experiment on horrible drugs they no longer let pregnant women take. I don't know if the guy is making each song in a completely different way for the sake of art or because he's got attention deficit disorder, but the cool ones are really cool, and the others are just annoying because you know what he's capable of.

Punketta Doilie's math lesson: (Mr.Bungle - ritalin) x Bile å Atari Teenage Riot + Cannibal Corpse = Itchy Pushy.