Bird Blobs - Bird Blobs

  by Andrew Carver

published: 5 / 5 / 2005

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Review

Straight out of the same neighbourhood as The Boys Next Door/Birthday Party, the byproduct of some mad experiment by the Scientists, sharing the Surrealist vision of Kim Salmon, hoisting a glass with the Beasts of Bourbon, buzzing with the same dry scree as Venom P. Stinger, Bird Blobs could only be Australian. The vocals snarl and slur threats – “I wanna kill the man you’re with!” - through the speaker of a cheap lo-fi radio, guitars climb back up the same riff over and over, fall back with a string-breaking twang and climb again with the determination of a lizard with its brain in its bum. The rhythm section was presumably kidnapped at gunpoint from a traveling post-punk band and is now forced to thump out a beat for lowlife Neanderthals on caveman drums and one-string bass. The band’s freaky blues is the distant bastard child of Captain Beefheart, as are the vocals by Tim Evans, blended with the nihilism of such antipodean acts as the Sick Things. The guitar work by Evans and Ian Wadley owe something to the demolition school of Rowland S. Howard, as well as acts like the Swell Maps. The 10 songs on their self-titled sophomore album might have worked better as a pair of EPs since there’s some similarity of sound, but fans of the previously dropped names should take this band into their black little hearts.

Track Listing:-

1 Billy
2 Head The Talks
3 Stealing Again
4 If I Could Kill
5 Settle Down Breed
6 Nothin At All
7 Back On The Beast
8 Straight & Narrow
9 My Last Gold Dollar
10 Drunk At The Mill