2011. augusztus 25., csütörtök

Skullflower: Fucked on a Pile of Corpses (2011)

Egyszerűen nem bírom eléggé csodálni, hogy Matthew Bower és csapata húsz év után hogyan képes olyan zseniális albumokat készíteni, mint amilyen ez a mókás című legújabb lemezük is, aminek egyetlen hibája a túl rövid játékidő (a negyven percet sem éri el). Hát ez van, a tavalyi két cédés monstre Strange Keys to Untune Gods' Firmamentnek megvan a böjtje.
Ezen meg szakadtam:
I'll admit that I'm not an expert in this area: I've never been Fucked on a Pile of Corpses or fucked someone on a pile of corpses.  I'd guess that being Fucked on a Pile of Corpses isn't very comfortable, not to mention fucking a pile of corpses or being fucked by a pile of corpses. I mean, it's a fucking pile of corpses!  George A. Romero could tell you it's possible that a pile of corpses might want to fuck you, or at least have you for dinner, though if you're going to be fucked by a pile of corpses, you'd at least expect them to buy you dinner first. Then there's the problem of finding a pile of corpses on which to fuck.  Not so easy, even given the current wintry economic climate.  How many fucking corpses would constitute a pile, anyway? If you've been Fucked on a Pile of Corpses, get in touch with me and illuminate the suject. Would you fuck someone you love on a pile of corpses or is it a punishment to be Fucked on a Pile of Corpses? The smell of a pile of corpses must be fucking nasty! For now, I can only say that  Fucked on a Pile of Corpses is an album that's better than any fucking pile of corpses.