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 | Stars: Butthole Surfers; Release Date: September 17, 2002 | COMPARE PRICES |
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 | Earn 2% eBay Bucks on qualifying purchases! Backed by eBay Buyer Protection Program. Terms and Conditions apply. (In-Stock) Butthole Surfers include: Gibby Haynes (vocals); Paul Leary (guitar); King Coffee (drums).Personnel: Paul Leary (guitar).After Pioughd's semi-misfire and Rough Trade's subsequent collapse, the Surfers were in a surprising position. Not only were they courted and signed to Capitol thanks to the Nirvana-led alternative explosion, they also got high-profile arranger and Led Zeppelin legend John Paul Jones to produce the new album. When Saloon surfaced in early 1993, some accused the band of basically cloning Haynes' memorable collaboration with Ministry, "Jesus Built My Hot Rod, " for the entire album. It's true that "Some Dispute Over T-Shirt Sales, " simply takes the lyrics from that number and grafts it onto a quick rip from the band, but Saloon is far from a clone of Ministry or anything else. More energetic than the straggling Pioughd and benefiting from Jones' brilliant ear and tight, crisp arrangements, Saloon starts with the fierce "Who Was In My Room Last Night?"; from there, the Surfers tear through hila | | SEE IT |
 | Earn 2% eBay Bucks on qualifying purchases! Backed by eBay Buyer Protection Program. Terms and Conditions apply. (In-Stock) Photographer: Macioce.From its bizarre cover art to its absurd title to its gleefully chaotic and thematically offensive songs, the Butthole Surfers' 1985 full-length debut, PSYCHIC...POWERLESS...ANOTHER MAN'S SAC, perfectly exemplifies the Texas-spawned ensemble's twisted, ungodly aesthetic. On this wildly unhinged first outing, frontman Gibby Haynes and guitarist Paul Leary lead listeners on a surreal exploration of rock's sub-basement, occasionally surfacing in a nightmarish brothel (the sinisterly obscene "Concubine" and the humorously vulgar "Lady Sniff"), a seedy punk/rockabilly club (the Dead Kennedys-esque "Butthole Surfer" and the revved-up "Mexican Caravan") and other strange locales. Throughout this amazingly odd journey, Haynes caterwauls and croons through layers of electronic vocal distortions, and Leary responds in kind with skittering and squealing guitar lines that careen over frequently pummeling, near-tribal rhythms. Though many fans swear by REMBRANDT PUSSYHORSE or LOCUST ABORTION TECHNICI | | SEE IT |
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