12 albums. 12 months. Throughout ALL of 2019.
What a plan from Boobs of Doom, a sensational amalgamation of depressive drone, doom, death, distortion and much more. Their 12 albums, 12-month plan is something truly unique and it has certainly got our attention. However, the reasoning behind it is best described by the band themselves:
“Five years weev been at this. Still not dead yet; which is surprising to us considering the lengths those years went to to try and break us. 2018 was a proper hateful cunt-lump of a year for us Boobs: We lost too many furbabies; too many funerals; too many abhorrent political crooks running the shitshow (THE FILTH!); too many bloody horrible sheeple complicitly lapping up the shite (THE SCUM); rapidly declining chronic health issues, diseases and new afflictions; and far FAR too much fucking PAIN!
Squinting out at the world in 2018 from a haze of brainfog, canabis and prescription painkillers, we never thought we’d get so fatigued hating stupid stuff, but everything fatigues us these days. which amounted to only one cassette release (YO, ODD CHORUS PEEPS!) and a 2 track album for charidee. The only thing we were really thankful to 2018 for was all the support for Carrie’s Fund. Carrie hit her gofundme target and got the surgery she needed. Fuck knows how we’d have handled it if she hadn’t. Regardless, thankya-hjoojbig to all the BODies who contributed or helped spread the word.
Time was we had a reputation for being prolific and could punt oot anything up to 4 albums (and a mixtape in a pear tree!) per year. Circumstances being what they are, our output was waaaay below our weird self-imposed projections/deadlines.
In lieu of all this we ought to be planning our jump off some high cliffs, but no. We have elected to celebrate 5 years as a band instead. so, here it is:
In reality, we embedded secret knowledge, subliminal messages, psychic vampirism and theta wave manipulation into one great big 13 hour long album, chopped into chunks and are dribbling them out over the year. The concept is that if it gets enough simultaneous listeners, the themes and ideas encoded within the music and art will resonate on a global scale and kickstart the next strange stage of human (r)evolution! Unless yr a Greedhead or the FILTH, in that case yr head will explode. Cool, huh? Grand concepts R US. LOL. Weer setting ourselves up to fail but that’s okay.
In practice, each ‘album ‘(..,’episode’, ‘segment’ or whatever pretentious bollocks title we eventually decide is cannon) will be musically and thematically different from the last and you should come to recognise them each as a different aspect of our oeuvre; psychedelic / dub / heavy / drone / soundtrack / doom etcetera. There’s even a ‘pop’ album. 12 of the fuckers. Yaaaas. You lucky BODies! We’ll warn ye now: this shit might fuck you up …in a good way ….maybe…
Part one, entitled “esc.” was January’s release and you can read our review here. February’s was Terror Management Theory at you can read that review here. Aonach Eagach was March’s entry and you can read that review here. April’s release was called wEIRD aRT rIOT and you can read that review here. May’s release was called Sorcerer and you can read that review here.
Which brings us to the half way point. June’s release was called Skeleton Jazz Wizard and you can read that review here. July’s release was called Endless Doomlord Syndrome and you can read that review here. August’s release was called Sedation of the Ancients and you can read that review here. September’s release was called Universal Monsters and you can read that review here.
Is it that time again already?! The 25th of October and part 10 of Boobs of Doom’s incredible 12-part/12-month journey is here.
Beginning in impressively distorted style, the drum beat echoes through the horrendously uncomfortable effects of hard to get woke. It cleans up fairly quickly but in true Boobs of Doom style, twists and turns leaving that constant oppressive style at the forefront. It’s our game is fail next, a track that conjures up haunting and desolate futures as only this enlightening band can. It grows and grows leaving a strong sense of worth and satisfaction.
chicxulub vs tunguska, uptown breaks the spirit with repetition, a dirty sounding track thrown together with little care. Not that we consider that a negative, Boobs of Doom can be as messy as they can be refined and it always results in interesting and exciting music.
Look no further than the madness of catfish stickleback champion sound and bloodclaat youth to see the unique style of this band.
Mind you, considering we’re at part 10 of the series, if you’re not on board yet, you’re not likely to clamber on at this point. A shame though as Self-Defence for Victim-Shamers is one of the bands more eclectic albums this year. Not their best but another interesting experience none the less.
Boobs of Doom – Self-Defence for Victim-Shamers Full Track Listing:
1. hard to get woke.
2. our game is fail.
3. chicxulub vs tunguska, uptown.
4. catfish stickleback champion sound.
5. bloodclaat youth.
7. hell money conversion therapy.
Boobs of Doom - Self-Defence for Victim-Shamers (Self Released)
The Final Score - 7/10