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BUTTHOLE SURFERS LOCUST ABORTION TECHNICIAN’ LP (2024 Remaster)

BUTTHOLE SURFERS LOCUST ABORTION TECHNICIAN’ LP (2024 Remaster)

Model: G7516409448
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The second part of Matadors reissues of the essential early records by Texass Butthole Surfers continues with three of their most insane slabs — 1985s Cream Corn from the Socket of Davis, 1987s Locust Abortion Technician and 1988s Hairway to Steven. The period during which these records were first issued parallels the Buttholes transition from being weirdo Texas outcasts to becoming internationally recognized smut-kings of the American underground.

Cream Corn plucked two tunes from Rembrandt and added a couple new ones that had been recorded on their home studio 8 track in Winterville Georgia. Moving to Florida (the best example ever of what Beefheart probably sounded like when hes tripping) and the other three tracks blew peoples minds by being so precise and fully-messed-up at the same time. Cream Corn was a perfect bite-sized taster for what would follow.

From the opening track, Sweat Loaf, which quotes Black Sabbath with results both hilarious and bowel-stomping, to the scuzz-guitar riven found vocals of 22 Going on 23, Locust Abortion Technician. is a non-stop face-full of hallucinogenic gas. Maniacal sludge guitar figures and Gibbytronix vocals are smeared everywhere, with most excellent results. For many folks. Locust represents the album with which the Buttholes fully fulfilled their insane potential.

Hairway to Steven is a blast, ranging from the blood-smeared guitar-overload of Jimi to the acoustic guitar-based sing-along sweetness of I Saw an X-Ray of a Girl Passing Gas to the Fugs-like ranting of John E. Smokes. Yet, for all its strangeness, Hairway got rave notices in places that had never paid the band any attention previously. It was the Buttholes last album of the 80s and marks the beginning of their ascendance into something akin to commercial success. Not that the band actually imagined anything at all like that occurring.