A glorious stuttering no-rules, majestic hullaballoo of meandering, uplifting, chaotic, triumphant, limping, experimental, improvised jazz'n'roll
Tra la, tra la...Disobedient drums and grimacing overdriven guitars meander and stutter undisciplined through the sprawling, contemplative, free-flow GURZUNZ compositions. Hey nonny-nonny....Dreamy distorted sustain. Hurrah! rebellious floods of tangled pulsing eggy discord peppered with yapping mongrel percussion. Huzzah! Moody, jarring, drifting,. Oh Yay! Oh Yay! Intriguing, depressing, uplifting. Yarambah! Bile inducing, ecstatic, noose tightening, trouser bulging, wallet-emptying, nose-blowing, foot-tapping noise dirt. Yaow-yaowdah!
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I've given this composition 5 screaming stars for lyrics and vocals even though it's an instrumental. I swear I can hear the voice of a grinning angel throughout this gargantuan GuRzUnZ improvisation. Mick Clack's stutteringly triumphant guitar retchings sound like a drunken mulletted heckler at a Corndolly 'After The Shallows' gig in the 1970s while Dale Marshall's rebellious'n' billious tub thumping brings to mind a jumping jack ignited in a small copse on Wood Farm called 'Rock Edge'. This is the direction Simon Cowell should be moving in, no question about it. If the Large Hadron Collider sucks us all into a black hole this weekend, I want to go listening to 'Amoeba's Ego' and clutching a GuRzUnZ quadruple live scratch'n'sniff concept album to my tattooed bosom. Hurrah!