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Captain Fatass : Captain Fatass
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Odd rough triumphant rec-room friendly rock and roll that is about as ambitious as a Sunday afternoon.
Genre: Rock: Psychedelic
Release Date: 2006
Captain Fatass Record Label: Pipe City Nights
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Preview Song Name Time Format Price Select
Yellow Windows 3:28 $0.99
Hot Diggety Dog 2:08 $0.99
Too Hot for Wigs 3:05 $0.99
Die in These Woods 3:26 $0.99
Natrone Means 2:19 $0.99
Chicken's Kicking In 1:54 $0.99
Spanish Cold 2:05 $0.99
Plastic Bag 4:16 $0.99
Breaks My Heart 3:43 $0.99
Chang and Eng 3:58 $0.99
Mt. Mike 2:07 $0.99
Tuesday at the Mall 3:45 $0.99
Ghost in the Water 2:57 $0.99
Natural Guy 4:22 $0.99
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Album Notes

Captain Fatass is not jazzy blues, bluesy jazz, rocky soul, nor trippy acid jams. Neither plaintive nor soulful, they are mere men, who clang together hard-hitting gentle-rubbing emotional pleas; to nature, to animals, to women (and their fathers), to doctors, to urban planners, and to indifferent mannequins.

Captain Fatass is five men, all handsome, but not in an alienating way. They sing together, and apart, with loud confident guitars, bass, drums, and other instruments traditionally associated with American popular music. They will sell you t-shirts. They will play your wedding. They will not steal your wives or daughters, but not because they couldn't if they wanted to. They on average make music festivals and showcases better by a factor of 4.

"Captain Fatass rocks your socks off '60s garage-style, with youthful swagger and a penchant for absurd and simple lyrics like 'the newspaper says it's too hot for wigs.'" - Flavorpill

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REVIEWS

Hot Diggity Dog!
author: Tanya Wilson
Finally a band that wants to have a little fun. I love this record. Silly, Stinky, Stupid, Smart, Skunky, Shirtless, Solid. All of the above. This record is Too Hot for Wigs.
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Sweet Music for Long winter Nights
author: Hal Brison
I work up at the fisheries up in Alaska, and spend most of my work days (and nights -geeze) plugged into my ipod listening to music. I'ved been collecting rarities for years - and have never been into big productions or popular music. So when my son sent this up to me as a joke, I figured it would be in and out of my music que-faster than a ferret in hot water. But sweeeeeet jesus (no offence people) but this disk had some damn tasty tracks. Some of them though in all honesty were worse than listening to wind die in the desert. But for the winners on this album, I can only think blissful things. They put a little pep into my step, and even cleared the fish smell from my mind. thanks boys - Hal
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