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The Director's Cut

The Director's Cut in Bloomington, MN
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Fantomas
stand with their feet planted horizontally across the soft dimensions of your face, warping the shape of your skull and shoulders with their off-color explosions. With expectations withering on the floor, leaving a viscous stink, nothing in their hands is concrete. As a follow-up to their 30-song debut, throughout which vocalist
Mike Patton
never formed a single actual word,
offer these 16 new creations, all realigned versions of film
soundtracks
, ranging from the notorious theme to
Rosemary's Baby
to the obscure and peculiar wank of
Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer
. While there are many similarities to the dispersed flip-flopping styles of their earlier work,
The Director's Cut
breaks new ground with a thick jagged axe. First, most noticeably, are the even more varied vocal stylings;
Patton
's sweet croon on
"Experiment in Terror"
is nothing you've heard before from him on a
recording, along with many of the other croaking, spitting, pissing, screaming noises he excretes. Yet another testament to the unabashed genius of
and his co-conspirators, leaving those caught up in the rapture with mouths even more full with thick drool. ~ Blake Butler
stand with their feet planted horizontally across the soft dimensions of your face, warping the shape of your skull and shoulders with their off-color explosions. With expectations withering on the floor, leaving a viscous stink, nothing in their hands is concrete. As a follow-up to their 30-song debut, throughout which vocalist
Mike Patton
never formed a single actual word,
offer these 16 new creations, all realigned versions of film
soundtracks
, ranging from the notorious theme to
Rosemary's Baby
to the obscure and peculiar wank of
Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer
. While there are many similarities to the dispersed flip-flopping styles of their earlier work,
The Director's Cut
breaks new ground with a thick jagged axe. First, most noticeably, are the even more varied vocal stylings;
Patton
's sweet croon on
"Experiment in Terror"
is nothing you've heard before from him on a
recording, along with many of the other croaking, spitting, pissing, screaming noises he excretes. Yet another testament to the unabashed genius of
and his co-conspirators, leaving those caught up in the rapture with mouths even more full with thick drool. ~ Blake Butler