BLOOD DUSTER - Cunt

19 songs
36:24 minutes
***** *
Relapse / Suburban

With most songs clocking in under 2 minutes, and a provocating attitude, Australia’s Blood Duster have invented their very own musical style: psychorockmenstrualgrindporn. Yeah sure, but it’s nothing really new. Blood Duster started out 10 years ago, and after nicely named releases like Menstrual Soup and Fisting The Dead, they released two full length CDs. Cunt is their third effort, and it’s a hybrid of grind core and stoner rock. The band obviously loved Kyuss, and whenever Blood Duster slow down a bit, they really groove like the Devil himself.

Still I cannot convince myself to give the band more than 6 out of 10. Why is that? I am not a prude, and I like provocation, but I get the stale impression that Blood Duster care so much for the shock effect that they lose focus on their real talent, which is to write good songs. Blood Duster refer on their homepage proudly to the fact that a lot of distributions won’t sell the album because of the name, but the cover artwork looks exactly like Ween’s Chocolate And Cheese. So nothing distasteful except for the title which is tattooed on a woman’s belly.

If you like rocking grind’n’roll (that’s what the style was actually called in the late 90ies), you might wanna check out Cunt anyway. It’s a good album, and the spoken work parts between the songs have the same comical effect that you get on any Mortician album. So now you know what you’re in to.