Fatal Flying Guilloteens Quantum Fucking

Fatal Flying Guilloteens Quantum Fucking
Piles of deformities and rusting swirls of swaggering, serrated debris comprise the steady stream that flows from the Fatal Flying Guilloteens. With guitars that sound like wounded animals and frenetic, gnarling vocals, this Houston band’s third full-length is a noxious assault on the senses. "The Siren” is a dizzying, disorienting, venomous mess that leads into a bass line full of pummelling immediacy in "Great Apes,” while "Tiger vs. Gator” is like a clammy grip slipping from the edge of sanity. Fans of Shooting at Unarmed Men and appreciators of severely disjointed songwriting will likely be able to share some headspace with this record. Cleverly disharmonic and disturbingly unhinged, Quantum Fucking is like falling into a vortex of obscenely voluble spasms. (Frenchkiss)