By Kenny McMurtrie
November 28, 2013
With a nod to Francis Bacon the cover of the new Super Adventure Club album takes a pleasing swipe at one of the biggest pricks in the music industry.
Musically the trio maintain their jazz-influenced indie rowdiness. Nowhere is that better realised than on track two, ‘Fuck The Pop’. Time signatures aren’t something I’ve a clue about but the band certainly employ one (it could be more than one for that matter) of the jerkier odd : even types for the bulk of the instrumental, at times bringing both Zappa and Primus to mind.
Elsewhere (in the middle of the seven songs to be exact) ‘Between A Sock And A Hard Place’ and ‘Turns Out My Brain Was My Other Brain’ offer up tales of sufferers of Objectum-Sexuality (falling in love with non-human things, basically) and burning the candle at both ends & being a “dirty stop-out”.
The band, in their bid to offer an alternative to the anodyne product of a great many of their contemporaries, gave some of their songs a lengthy gestation period – ‘Dog With Two Dicks’, as an example, has been floating around since March 2011. Rarely in the history of music can Cassius Clay, the late G.G. Allin and a “man-sized Romanian baby” have featured together as subject matter in the same song.
Having called time on their musical endeavours, at least in this guise, back in August, the group have managed to sign off in fine style and can rightly look back on the records and live shows of the last five years with a deserved sense of achievement. Hopefully their complex song structures, boundless energy and vitriol won’t be missing from the scene for too long.