Incredibly Strange People Who Stopped Living & Bec
Product Description The first record from Tennessee's original Horror Punk, The Creeping Cruds. Review A cool campy intro by Tennessee horror host Dr. Gangrene and beautiful flesh-rotting artwork by Stephen Blickenstaff greet the listener before The Creeping Cruds tear into ten tracks of badass rawk `n' roll fused with a dangerously geeky obsession with old school horror flicks, monsters and gore. A messed up mutation of AC/DC power riffs, Ramones three-chord catchiness and dark Southern rock, these grown up monster kids don't just pay tribute to the horrors of their youth, they become them. Only the most B-movie-soaked brain could come up with lyrics as inspired as "M-U-R-D-E-R means your fuckin bloodon the bannsiters" or song titles in the vein of Driving Miss Zombie. Why can't every horror punk band be this much fun? -AL XXXXX (Five Skulls - Rue-Morgue's highest rating!) -- Rue Morgue Magazine A howling rocktail of butched-up Johnny Thunders and Paul Stanley riffs, hairy, hoary, Swede-style motorsleaze, late-night fright-show snippets and pure high-flying rock energy. Beyond the Z-movie goofiness, thss there's some seriously bad-ass rock `n' roll here. -- Classic Rock Magazine The horror branch of the Punk Rock tree seems to fall into two basic categories: quasi-metal-punk a la Misfits or Cramps style 50's ranting and raving. The Cruds are a bit of both but, genetically, fall closer to the latter. They definitely have some Hasil Adkins and Billy Lee Riley chromosomes floating around the gene pool and I betcha they could even knock out a killer version of "I Put A Spell on You". Let's call it psychobilly with a liberal dose of Ramone/Dead Boy punk. Over a wall of big and nasty guitars, vampires, brains, zombies, werewolves and even good ol' Godzilla are all regaled with heroic tales of their exploits by a voice that's one part Drano, one part broken glass.. it totally fuckin' rocks and it's all very scary. - Jeff Dahl -- Jeff Dahl for Carbon14 Magazine This is one of those very rare Horror-Punk platters that actually does not sound like a Misfits clone, and yet still manages to kick large amounts of rotted, undead ass! These musically inclined horror movie junkies hail from Nashville Tennessee, and man do they rock. We start things off with a spoken word intro by Nashville TV horror host "Dr. Gangrene". This is pretty amusing, and it reminds me a lot of the crazy rants Kurt Russell's character, "Jack Burton", would go off on in the movie "Big Trouble In Little China". This segues nicely into "All Hail The Horror Host", and things never let up from that point on. Their overall sound on this debut is very hard to pin down, as the vocal delivery changes from track to track, depending on what will work best, and the musical style seems to be pretty damn fluid as well. One song will seem like a straight-up Punk anthem, while the next will reek of Alice Cooper, and 70s Glam-Punk. As you slice and dice your way through the disc, you can expect to encounter; Horror-Punk, Hardcore, Glam-Punk, and the occasional Heavy-Metal riff, not to mention a little bit o' understated western flavouring sprinkled here and there. As well, you can expect lots o' cool, albeit obligatory, horror movie samples. Rest assured however it's always heavy, and always frantic. If I had to compare the Cruds to another band, I would say they fall somewhere in between the sounds of Ghoultown and Eerie Ln.. The songs are all well constructed, and have the wondrous, sought after ability to stick with you long after you've wandered away from the stereo. Trust me, you'll be humming "I Eat The Living" for days afterwards. This thing is almost too much fun. But not everything can be fun and games. Among all the tongue in check songs about zombies and vampires is one about real horror, "The Ghosts of West Memphis", which is about the now infamous "West Memphis 3". This horrific case of small town justice gone wrong, has been brought to light in recent years by the likes of everyone from Henry Rollins, to the creators of South Park (Trey Parker and Matt Stone). So, just like how the campiest of Hollywood's horror flicks always manages to have one little chilling moment, there is a little something here to take that smug smirk off your face, even if it's just for a moment. Horror-Punk disc of the year? We shall see, we shall see... For more info, be sure to drag your rotting, festering corpse over to creepingcruds.com. RATING = 9 Horror-Punk (Released 2005) -- UrotSukiDoji CD Reviews About the Artist MEET THE CREEPING CRUDS... The Cruds are four creepy bastards who are working on a very evil experiment in a cold, creepy laboratory on the seedy side of Nashville, TN. That project, entitled The Incredibly Strange People Who Stopped Living and Became The Creeping Cruds, now completed is finally unleashed on the unsuspecting public. A plague of evil spreads across The South... Teenage Rawk zombies will turn against their parents. Good kids will go bad, bad kids will go even badder. Our faithful following will pen their allegience and sign it in their mother's blood and send it to us with their daddy's wallet. In return, The Creeping Cruds will provide the mightiest Rock 'n Roll ever known to man. Three nasty chords and a cloud of dust that most certainly will topple the tallest buildings. This ain't your daddy's horror band.. This is Rock & Roll at it finest, paying tribute to the era of Shock that The Cruds were weaned on.. Featuring former members of The Roidz (legendary South Florida punk band) See more
The Creeping Cruds   Format: Audio CD
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