If you don't quite understand the madcap, noisy genius of
the Locust
, the title of this disc should at least tip you off to how clever the band can be:
New Erections
pretty much captures their knack for scissoring words into shapes you hadn't gotten around to imagining. Musically, the album attacks from all the usual angles -- smart (
"Book of Bot,"
), scary (
"Scavenger, Invader,"
) ridiculous ("Hot Tubs Full of Brand New Fuel"). It's as if
the Beastie Boys
took a six-week intensive vocabulary course and hooked up with a hot new
grindcore
band. Crazy? Yes. Carved from a melee, enigmatic yet well-crafted enough to merit your attention? Most definitely. ~ Tammy La Gorce