The art of making love
There are some bands that you enjoy for their professionalism, their every changing images, or their ground breaking sounds. You stand back and nod in appreciation at the music genius of it all - and then there is the Bloodhound Gang, those cheeky chappies from across the pond that put the arse in Uranus and then manhandle your mum for good measure...
Before their album 'Hefty Fine' hits the streets, we have their latest offering 'Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo' that for all those of you who watch COPS too much or are educated enough to know your phonetic alphabet will be aware, spells out a very rude word indeed - something that the older generation used to know as 'making whoopee'. It's a catchy little bad boy of a song, which deserves an award for the fact that every line of every verse is a euphemism for the said unchristian act of lovemaking - some of my favourites being, "...marinate the power rod // in the squish-mitten..." or "...pressure wash the quiver bone // in the bush winkle..."
The single comes with the bonus of the video to the song too, which sees Jackass dad-beater Bam driving a car in the shape of a banana around, whilst female workpeople penetrate things with power tools and generally get sweaty - I think you get the idea - and the ending of the banana car going into a tunnel is as symbolic as a dogs dangly bits, whilst the repeated lines sing out with, "...Put the you-know-what // in the you-know-where..."
It's good unclean fun, and thank God there's still a band out there with a sense of humour. This is worth the cd price just to be able to randomly quote the lyrics to your mates, or even your boss...If you don't like this, then you obviously don't like Sierra Echo X-ray.