What's this?? The sound of total madness, possibly the soundtrack of a schizophrenic mind or Regan from the Exorcist?? I'd say yes! NunSexMonkRock is one wonky-ass record, a real Punk Operatic Electro mash of the crazies. I get the fact that it's art for arts sake, and that it is nothing less than pure feeling, no one could make such a bananahead album without coming from a visceral mind frame. This release is virtually unlistenable, unless you have the volume turned way down while you are doing the dishes. Although there is one exception,
Born In Xixa, it sounds like The Cramps meet Trout Mask Beefheart, with some deeply
strange lyrics about a European American junkie farmers planning a
reunion of freedom ... it's the only saving grace that keeps this record in my collection, well ... maybe the cover too!! As to the meaning behind NunSexMonkRock, who knows and who cares ... we can't take these things too literally, especially when dealing with a possible crazy person!
Funny Footnote: Why does almost everyone I know in Montreal own this album??? Hmmmmm ....
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