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Angus MacMannus

After 35-plus years of complete, and cow-udder failure, sorry-ass singer/songwriter Angus MacMannus does what all other A&R tax-write-offs do: persevere.

With a wake of defunct, could-a-been, should-a-been, and never-would-a-been, but-maybe-could-a-been, anti-pop combos firmly behind him, Angus now prepares for year 2014. Also known on the Chinese lunar calendar as the year of the fire-eating, opening-gambit pig.

If he is going to fail again, it will be on his own terms.

Early reports lay claim that this Mayan stretch may yield his greatest disappointments yet, while others (backwater bomb-makers, the recently lobotomized, the longtime lobotomized, those seeking a lobotomy, and those quite popular with the nonexistent) say not so goddamn fast, professing the losing streak has run its course, and Angus will finally taste success in all its bitter, what-the-hell-is-this, it-tastes-just-like-chicken, glory.

From the well manicured, tax-afflicted, suburban lawns of the Los Angeles suburbs, to the harsh, tax-exempt, bedraggled plains of the Lone Star State, comes a polluted, American cacophony of punk-fused, southern gothic morality tales, capped with just a smidgen, or perhaps a dash, or better yet, a pinch, or even way better, a cellulite-riddled ass-grab of country western burlesque.

The starting gate cadenza was “Copy Kat Killer,” where the anti-maestro proves beyond a doubt that no song, no matter how great, is safe from his ruinous hands. Then he came too soon with “Wicked Vices and Beautiful Crimes” to befoul your auditory love canal. For the impatient masochist in us all, Angus immediately followed that release up with his horrific manifesto “Scheming Bloody Murder." Then, for the holidaze that seem to come around every year without an invitation, "Season's Beatings." All available now for bulimic consumption and immediate regurgitation at the Official One Eyed Lover Store; and in case you didn't know it, you’re already here.

No, that chiming bell above your head was not a brilliant idea.

You will also find plenty of fiascos-past, posted here at the shop.

So, cock back the La-Z-Boy and enjoy:}