Functional Blackouts - Severed Tongue Speaks for Everyone LP

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Just in time for the Nihilist Olympics, the band that put Criminal IQ Records on the Clap, The Functional Blackouts, release their most DEMENTED record yet!

From the descent into a teen Crowley/Lovecraftian demon's brain omelet on "Heavy Breather" to scabies infected, serrated guitars, crazed vocal effects, The Severed Tounge Speaks For Everyone stuns on par with the best as it soars into surreal states and towards something beyond mere words that exists as both repulsive and fascinating.

This messterpiece closes the book on the Functional Blackouts for the last time (posthumous releases notwithstanding) and shows clear lineage for what was to come from their next incarnation at the Daily Void.

Original Poster included - some come with inserts.

From Terminal

On their second LP the FBs essentially take the rotting corpse of punk and kick it around for two sides worth of apocalyptic fury, the likes of which I have difficulty comprehending. There is simply no compromising on this record. It's tough to listen to at times, yet it keeps your attention much like a Faces of Death video would. The only modern comparison I could make is Human Eye, but far nastier. They stretch out, chop up and repeat riffs and rhythms to breaking points, anchored by nearly tribal beats and some bass playing that manages to stay steady amidst the storm. Guitars squeal and grate and are made to do things they really don't want to. The vocals are caustic to say the least, almost a bit too much at times. But it all fits together, with the detailed collage work on the cover giving a good impression of what happens on the vinyl: an ear damaging noise massacre laden with near subliminal effects trickery, seemingly cut and pasted together at times and incredibly detailed in its fury. Complicated and feral at the same time. There are few bands doing this right now, and its defintely not a "Let's party!" record. It will make you wonder what is wrong with rock'n'roll today that made the FBs give birth to this. It seems as if everything anyone ever did wrong to these guys is balled up into this aurally assaultive, paranoic, homicidal thing that runs the gamut of uncomfortable situations. The more you listen, the deeper the shit gets. A 12" vinyl beast that doesn't really care if you like it anyway.