The Fat Dukes of Fuck – A Compendium of Desperation, Morality and Dick Jokes

Broadly speaking, the world falls into two camps – those for whom a name like The Fat Dukes of Fuck is cause to sigh and walk away, and those who would instantaneously cast their children aside to check them out. For the uninitiated, The Dukes are a noise-punk, alt-rock carnival of depravity that thrives in the basest urges of their Las Vegas hometown, spinning surreal tales of carnal depravity over pulsing slabs of burlesque rock & roll which lurch from sublime to grotesque on bass lines so in thrall of the brown sound they could fill pants, front and back, at 1,000 yards, or in their words, “music for spoiled assholes that don’t give a shit”. Combining Rollins Band riffs with lyrics gleaned from the sexual offenders register, the band come across like Melvins anger banging Mr Bungle in a room of vice squad reports. This is a band for whom the penis is weapon, threat, toy and pet, a hideously seductive dance designed to leave the listener sticky, inside and out, and they’re brilliant. The new album comprises 8 songs that have previously appeared in some form on EPs plus 5 new tracks, including the gloriously unsettling ‘Laughlin Longhorn Suicide Fuck’, but there’s more on offer than willful obscenity, with genuine craft going into their sordid fables. The band are at their pugilistic best when jabbing and weaving like Sick Of It All on the likes of ‘Where Assholes Come to Die’ and ‘Full Metal Jack Off’, but deliver swinging lounge or hellish gospel equally effectively, and it’s fair to say no other group could create this noise. If there is a criticism, it’s that the album is a little long (tellingly the best songs are the shortest), but that’s a minor quibble considering the sordid glory of 7-minute epic ‘The Monotonous Adventures of a Hopeaholic’. With zero fucks given (or rather 82 in total, an average of 1 every 37 seconds), TFDOF are an uncompromising, uncomfortable and deeply uncivilised behemoth of distaste, but hug the beast, let the moist openings envelop you, and you will find a satisfying warmth in their horror.

The Fat Dukes - Compendium



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