I love B-movie, cult films, and psychotronic cinema. So, any band that names itself after giant monsters from a series of sci-fi novels (or, better yet, a fever dream-like David Lynch movie) is all right with me.
“Feast Your Eyes,” the opening track, lets you know what you’re in for without hesitation. The whole album has a demented amusement park theme. Suffer from coulrophobia? Then you might want to skip the track “Cleaver the Clown,” which sounds like something that could be playing from the speakers of a tiny car full of cleaver-wielding, big-shoed maniacs. The title track would be good to listen to while on a roller coaster, smashing into a bumper car with your bumper car, or drunkenly trying to put a bumper car on a roller coaster track.
“Abra Cadaver” could be the soundtrack of a barker announcing the latest thrills to be seen for only a dollar. Could “Taste of Tarantula” be a weird concoction you can order along with your elephant ear and deep-fried bacon? “Lobster Boy” brings not only sights unseen by the eyes of those who walk on land, but serious rock. It’s one of the best cuts on the record (along with “Switchblades and Stilettos”). “From the Depths” could be a love song to a mermaid at Sunshine Park’s freak show. It definitely is the prettiest surf song you’ve heard in years. “Tales from the Tightrope” would be an excellent choice for blasting through your earbuds while walking a tightrope or driving on the centerline at 80mph while being chased by a faceless trucker. “The Last Ticket” could refer to the last ticket sold at Sunshine Park that day or the last ticket you will ever buy because you aren’t coming back from that house of horrors ride. I have a disturbing feeling that both are accurate.
Don’t be afraid, though. Terror at Sunshine Park is well worth the price.
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~ Nik Havert
Nik Havert is a writer, DJ, harmonica player, martial arts instructor, comic book publisher, crime fighter,music lover, cult movie enthusiast, and modern day Renaissance man. He hopes to shark cage dive sometime in the next few years and enjoys travel and good natural root beer.
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