Every band or business you heard or heard us yap about in this episode has one thing in common… busting balls and asses to get a leg up. Do them all a solid and like their shit on Facebook, drop them some comments to show some appreciation, and (above all) buy some merch! Support local!
In thirteen tracks, it manages to lure you in with a tasteful sprinkle of pure carny magic (“The Bottom”), kick you in the fucking teeth (either “Revolution” or “Noose”), promote love and unity (“Brothers”), and cover a 90’s hit with unholy darkness (Harvey Danger’s “Flagpole Sitta”).
Musically:Dirty, Heavy, Super-Tight.
Guitarwork approaches Downing/Tipton level interaction, drums and bass are practically welded together, vocal fireworks abound.
Thematically: Dark, Moody, Focused.
Mood and tone are obviously important to The D.O.O.D., because BUTTERCUP!!! delivers (from start to finish) the feeling of road tripping (with carnies), in a ’67 Stingray… with demon-hide seats. On fire.
Final Verdict BUTTERCUP!!! is death opera, and the world needs more death opera…
From the Man Himself (printed inside the package):
“You hold in your hand Tampa’s finest rolling papers. A portion of the cost of our products goes to feed the hungry through Random Acts of Kindness, South West Florida. Thank you for your purchase! RandomActsKindness”
What else needs to be fucking said? The man is a saint…