Bad Acid Trip Lynch the Weirdo

Whipping the innovative arty thrash of System of a Down and the first Mr. Bungle album, the cartoon goofiness of Gwar and Big Dumb Face and the venomous lyrical observations of Jello Biafra together, this L.A.-based quartet is desperately trying to make a point and they aren't going to go about it quietly. The quirkiness of the Danny-Elfman-goes-speed-metal music can't detract from the politically charged lyrics that takes the freedom of speech component of the U.S. constitution to the brink of treachery and leaves it dangling there while the band skewers almost every aspect of American society from government to consumerism. Somewhere in Sacramento there's a washed-up action movie star plotting ways to silence these guys. (Serjical Strike)