Music-wise I used to think of the 80s as all glam and synthesisers. I was also very aware of the thrash metal thing (having been a fan of Metallica and Slayer), but I mostly forgot, or didn't know about some of the interesting boundary pushing bands that were active then. I mean, I was aware of Butthole Surfers and Sonic Youth, but I'd associated them more with the 90s.
This is the Surfers' third album, and the first with bassist Jeff Pinkus (who has also played on Melvins albums, including the appropriately titled "Pinkus Abortion Technician"). The album also marks the first appearance of singer Gibby Haynes' "Gibbytronix" device which he used to manipulate and distort his voice to create a number of weird and wonderful sounds.
There is the straight-ahead punk of "Human Canonball" and the world music-meets-puerile-humour "Kuntz", but other than that, the album is generally a some of the noisiest, most deconstructed rock you're likely to hear anytime soon. The album closes with a chorus of mooing cows on "22 going on 23".
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