Wizard Boots | Bugger's Banquet

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Bugger's Banquet

by Wizard Boots

A cat purrs….it’s a rainy night….floorboards creaking…..glass breaks…..a rock n’ roll flower arrangement......a sonic fun house mirror held up to reality, so we can laugh at the frighteningly sick & perverse world around us.
Genre: Rock: Psychedelic
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1. (It's A) Bugger's Banquet
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2. S.T.F.U. Part 2
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3. Booly Woman
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4. Confessional Gloryhole
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5. Luddite Stomp
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6. Lurker Berzerker
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7. Complaint Department
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8. Meanwhile, Back At the Banquet
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9. Slowly, the Little Penguins
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10. The Citadel
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11. The White Witch (This Is the Last Time I Sing Happy Birthday to You) Part 2
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12. Brianna Love
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13. (It's Still A) Bugger's Banquet
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
Twangy tall tales....metaphysical folk music....stoner metal sludge....we infiltrate whatever musical space we wish to use to our advantage. Guitar, drums, the primal heartbeat, high velocity revelations, sounds of confusion, madness, love, loss, longing, laughter and the pure white noise adrenaline of the forbidden drink & drug fueled sex music. We go forward in this world of the backward….building odd & fragmented sonic sculptures that crawl from the primordial vibrating ooze and dance about…live performances that can’t be explained, excused or examined…they just exist….a virtual labyrinth out of the band’s psyche and into yours….a colonic irrigation to flush out the fashion rock scene and other scenes with undigested meat problems…a musical virus sent to infect the so called “indie” scene and save them from disappearing up their own buttholes…. Forever forsaking “cool” in favor of “righteous”….Wizard Boots is a band in perpetual flux, constantly seeking out it’s own sounds and situations…..looking for the ridiculous in everything…. and finding it…. obsessed with the unlikely …. fascinated with the cracks in reality, the things crawling beneath overturned rocks, the ooze of life, the peaks and valleys of the psyche that America hides in the cellar….this is a band that believes you don’t necessarily have to suffer for your art….you just have to live.

“Metaphysical folk? Rock? Punk? Stop guessing. It’s loud, it’s crazy and it’s cool.” –Braxton Pollard (The Current)

Christopher Elsken has been keeping his far-out band Wizard Boots going for years, creeping out of the woodwork just enough to keep everyone looking over their shoulders. And with that, he now offers up a collection of outtakes, remixes and remasters called “Five Years On Earth With Wizard Boots…An Improper History”, which should only add to the band’s freak mystique. Choice cuts like “Retarded Love” and “Yogurt” are present and accounted for, along with 19 others that pile silliness inside tasty, rock n’ roll shit sandwiches. As would be expected, Wizard Boots offer an off-kilter take on rock from the past three decades – which is to say, drugs have been very kind to these guys and the music they love. –Mark Lore (Portland Mercury)

Behind the Robyn Hitchcock accents and the lo-fi aesthetic, there’s a sweet & sour sense of humor that keeps Wizard Boots compelling. –Casey Jarman (Willamette Week)

Portland’s own Wizard Boots—the best in sludge-metal-psyche-pop (the best I can do to categorize these guys)—are taking off on a tour of the southwest to promote the release of their new record Five Years on Earth With Wizard Boots…An Improper History, a 21 track album featuring a smattering of unreleased, remixed, and remastered songs. It is currently available on iTunes and Amazon. The Boots’ live performance never disappoints. They’re as heavy as the Melvins and as super-sonic as the Butthole Surfers, and somehow a tripped out element of Spinal Tap makes it into their sound as well. With hard rocking songs about tiny toast, customer service calls, and probiotics, Wizard Boots proves that a band can be hard as nails and still maintain a sense of humor. If you’re down south or know anyone down there, check ‘em out or spread the word. They’ll be back into Portland on May 17th to weird up Dante’s. –Nick Hilden (SSG Music)

“Wizard Boots is a musical genius who’s fallen from an ancient cloud that hovered over a magical land…” –Pinkprancer.com

“Think Hank Williams channeling Mike Patton.” –Cosmic Charlie, OurPDX.com

“They’re from Portland, so they must be proven (heh!). Twangy tall tales sung in a faux (maybe) British accent….it’s Billy Childish…or Jilted John!” –Tucson Weekly

“Wizard Boots possess that Ween-like or Flaming Lips-like quality of mimicking various genres within their own psychedelic formulation—the majority of which comes out sounding almost like David Bowie covering Tenacious D (“Who Snatched the Baby Jesus?”). For good measure, there’s some Butthole Surfers-style lunacy buried in there, demonstrated on songs like “Yogurt.” In their stronger moments, they sound like what Black Lips might sound like when they grow up. Wizard Boot’s slowed-down, Southern-flavored, acoustic-based jams like “Ten Years (3,650 Days)” and “Retarded Love” sound like they’re from an unearthed time machine in Atlanta, especially while reciting lyrics like, “Let’s go behind this dumpster so we can make out.” If you like your music weird (and especially if you have a mega-crush on Mike Patton), this band is a band you’ll love.” — KURT PRUTSMAN (Portland Murcury)


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