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Comedy bands are nothing new to people. Tenacious D, S.O.D., Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, Gwar, all are very tongue-in-cheek slightly-serious-if-at-all artists that most of us are aware of. This album is very special though. What sets this album apart from anything from those artists is very simple: it actually makes you laugh.
I'm sure Gwar yelling about bohabs and meat sandwiches is all very amusing in concept, but rarely will the simple audio get you giggling. That's where Lawnmower Deth becomes useful. The sheer "what the hell is this"-ness of this release makes it hilarious! This band is probably the closest thing to an actual Spinal Tap the world ever did see (they have unfortunately been broken up for a good while). This could be supported by the quirky live tracks on the end of some versions of the album. Furthermore, it's actually pretty damn thrashing and decent to listen to.
The album opens with Spook Perv Happenings in the Snooker Hall. Introducing the song is a sample from some movie, I'm guessing, of a man making a call to action demanding "a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody's part. We're just the guys to do it," following through with a long and drawn out "LET'S... DO IT!!!!" The riffs are great for simple crossover thrash. Vocals work pretty well too, sounds like a higher pitched Lemmy. This song is great because of its very catchy riffs, easily noticeable punk and thrash sounds throughout, and general bizarreness. But this song doesn't even slightly prepare you for what comes later.
Track 3 is Weebles Wobble But They Don't Fall Down, fifteen seconds of one or two shortly played punk riffs. But what the hell? The vocals have been made very high pitch, "chipmunk'd" if you will. There are many other tracks like this, short non-songs with something silly to be found in them.
Then you get Sheep Dip. What the fuck kind of title IS that? As for the song itself, yeah yeah, it's all very epic and fun, great thrash sound. Opens with friendly farm noises and sheep bahs and a melodic intro riff slowly getting more epic and thrashier. Towards the end, though, is a repeating riff interspersed with nonsense ("mehhh", "ariba yariba" "bugger off" and so on). It's all a mowing good time.
The album's highlight song is, without a doubt, Flying Killer Cobs From the Planet Bob. Firstly, it's arguably the catchiest song on the record. But hold on... Out of nowhere comes robot vocals? Could this be space-thrash? I very much think so. It gets especially spacey toward the end when the robot and the vocalist sing in unison. The silliness never stops. It really makes you feel quite happy.
I will stop dissecting the songs of their humor at this point, since going any further would simply be spoiling the album for you. The album goes on, with fun catchy punk/thrash and tons of special surprises to get your pants wet. Honestly, there are a good handful of tracks that are quite throw away, such as Betty Ford's Clinic, Maim Mower Maim, and Rad Dude, but you don't come to humorous album looking for strong artistic merit.
The last song I should point out is the cover of Kim Wild's "Kids in America" which appears on some re-releases of the album. Quite a good cover indeed. I've heard the original many times before. The song was so meant to have a thrashing guitar and hammering drum set driving it and, thanks to the wonderful blokes in Lawnmower Deth, now it does. The pop hit has been made even catchier.
In summary, the album is full of good fun thrash music and is complemented very well by random overtones of various genres at the most unexpected times making for a most bizarre bit of music. There is no common mood or feel, causing the music to change on you at the most random times. It is a mystical lawnmower adventure! Icky Ficky! Go now, and enter the domain of the almighty lawnmower...
[Note: This review has been posted at rateyourmusic.com under the name Total_Disaster]