REVIEWS

Now, some of you may have heard about a project in the city known as McThing. If you are amongst those who have not experienced this underground phenomenon, Morat – writer for Kerrang magazine once said “…there is a fine line between genius and utter stupidity and McThing have obviously snorted it.”

Skud the poet, Jase Jedi Greensides, Chukka Hickson, and Skurvy McPherson return for their sixth bout of audio abuse to please, puzzle, masturbate and maim your senses with ‘Banana Flavoured Penguins’.

Although you may find a sudden increase in ‘for sale’ signs around your neighbourhood, this is a CD that should be played loud. Even if it’s for no other reason than to spite those who do not understand or ‘get’ it. In parts, the tracks can be as disgusting and vulgar as detailed thoughts of your deprived grandmother auditioning for Miss September in the Playboy mansion (such as ‘Camel’s Foot’ and the misguiding title of ‘Cooking Fat’). On the other hand, the band spurt out deranged but entertaining songs like ‘I am a Whampyre’ on a more as-close-to-user-friendly-as-McThing-get level.

As with all McThing’s albums, the comedy is in the blatant exploitation and satire of generic musical genres or styles, as well as the subtle views of society and the way some people choose to act in their moronic ways of life. Ditties such as ‘Purgative Politics’, ‘Mobile Phone C**t’ and ‘Self-Toucher’ serve as proof for the more deep and meaningful reasons behind the band.

McThing will make you laugh and cry, and they will make your ears hurt. Play it until your friends hate you, because they won’t understand. I give it four cats.

MCTHING -Global Village Idiots (Barking Cat) K - Third demented opus from Peterborough's finest... "To be honest I had to flip a coin to decide whether this should get one K or the full five; not because we take these things lightly, but because there is a very fine line between genius and utter stupidity and McThing have obviously snorted it. That they have a picture on the sleeve of Bin Laden shagging George W in the Hershey highway is clearly a move of genius, but having a singer that sounds like Fred West on helium, and employing such instruments as kazoos and bicycle bells is perhaps not. Rest assured you will find it hilarious at 3am and play it to your mates until they hit you. So, if you need a good laugh then look no further. Likewise if you need a good cry!"
MORAT

MCTHING - AIRBOURNE MUTILATOR
As you can probably gleen from the picture (and it was difficult to pick one member, believe me) McThing aren't about to be put forward for the Mercury Music Prize any time soon. Among the many fragrant song titles on their CD a few stand out, namely 'Penis Puppetry', 'Iraqi Ass Map' and 'White Whore Momma Slut'. Tracks invariably start with a sample, which sets the scene for the aural offensive that follows. Vocals sound like Jello Biafra with Parkinson's, while the rest of the instrumentation sounds like it was recorded through a sheepskin microphone.