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Music Reviews

Screaming Females - Castle Talk
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Castle Talk
Don Giovanni
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross - The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
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The Social Network [Original Soundtrack]
The Null Corporation
Deerhunter - Halcyon Digest
Halcyon Digest
No Age - Everything in Between
»No Age
Everything in Between
Sub Pop
Robyn - Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
Body Talk Pt. 1/ Body Talk Pt. 2
The Walkmen - Lisbon
»The Walkmen
Fat Possum
G7 Welcoming Committee

Rating: NR/10 ?

October 1, 2004
Scene One

Camera pans down to reveal a humongous circus tent set up in the middle of an empty field, a quick swivel shows that there is a man with a megaphone standing on a box in the middle of a crowd, who are mingling about a semi-circle of smaller tents. The camera pushes in to reveal a close up of the man's face. His skin is tight, rugged, and somewhat wrinkled. His big, black mustache commands the frame and is reminiscent of someone you would see in an old silent movie.

Man: Step right up ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Yes, it's that time again, time for you to experience the greatest show on earth. That's right, just one dollar ladies and gentlemen, just one dollar, affords you the chance to see the chicken with three head, to see something else that's headless, to see the forty foot man-eating pythons, and to witness the terrifying, monstrous monkey boy. Come one, come all, to the greatest extravaganza the world has ever seen. Witness first hand the creatures that nature forgot. The most horrifyingly deformed specimens the world has ever seen... And remember folks every paid admission gives you the chance to enter your submission to the "Worst Band Name Ever" raffle. You heard me right- enter your worst, most absolutely abhorrous abomination of a band name, and if we choose your entry, we're gonna' christen this little grungy, scruffy looking punk rock band with your chosen moniker. No, No, that's not a bunch of oversized Bonobo's misplaced from the monkey exhibit, its actually a gangly gaggle of musicians who don't have the flair of The Hives, the political consciousness of The Dead Kennedy's, and are certainly not as punk as your mom.

The man feels something tugging at his pant leg. He looks down. Cut to a shot of the man in profile. The camera pans down the man's side to reveal a cute little girl of about 4 or 5 with blonde bobbed hair tugging away at his trousers. The camera cuts to look her in the face.

Man: (from off screen) Hey there little girl, and what's your name?

Girl: Susie

Man: Well Susie, do you have a name you would like to enter in the raffle?

Girl: Sure do, mister. Randy. You should call 'em Randy.

Man: Hmmh, Randy. Yeah, I guess that's a pretty awful band name. How did you come up with that?

Girl: It's my brother's name, and he smells bad- pee-yew!

Cue the laugh track, fade out.

End Scene

The second song on Randy's Cheater EP is a track called "I Don't Wanna Work". They must have been specifically describing their state of mind when it came time to write these songs. There is nothing here you haven't heard regurgitated the same way for the last thirty some-odd years, and regurgitated better I might add.

Randy is from Sweden, the only reason I have to listen to them is because their stuff is being imported over here by a bunch of Canadians in an attempt to cash in on the crest of The Hives popularity wave before Epitaph, Warner Bros, and Universal all sue each other, leaving The Hives' next album in limbo. You heard it here first. I'm not going to be shocked if they never see the inside of another recording studio, but the only reason you should hear Randy is… well, there isn't one. Silly Swedes.

Reviewed by Mark Skipper
Mark Skipper currently resides in Nashville, TN where he can be found skipping shows, drinking Guinness, making bad home recordings, and complaining about how much music sucks these days.

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