We thought we'd seen it all: pirate metal; Star Wars metal; blackened post-djent trap with jazz influence and skim milk. But Okilly Dokilly are something else — Ned Flanders metal. A literal meme band come to life. But did 2016's Howdilly Doodilly really need a sequel?
Turns out it did. It's a pleasure to hear Head Ned, Shred Ned, Dread Ned, Zed Ned and Bed Ned lurch through "Reneducation" and "When the Comet Gets Here." This band will never escape their gimmick base, so they embrace it absolutely. The Simpsons references go deep ("Purple Drapes" scream, anyone?) and the music is as good as you'd expect from the world's only "Nedel" band.
Described by Head Ned as "not as fast as Bartcore and a little cleaner then Krusty punk," Nedel sounds like less-than-serious System of a Down. There's a strong whiff of Butthole Surfers on "Murder House," which hides great musicianship under a concept so stupid the only option is to laugh. Writing about musicianship from a band that exists almost solely as clickbait seems almost laughable too.
The most hilarious thing is that the entire thing is totally unnecessary. Take the Flanderisms away from "Claw My Eyes Out" and you are left with a Weezer-meets-Fucked Up situation on your hands. But we appreciate the effort. After all, is anyone seriously going to argue for fewer Ned Flanders metal projects in the world?
(Independent)Turns out it did. It's a pleasure to hear Head Ned, Shred Ned, Dread Ned, Zed Ned and Bed Ned lurch through "Reneducation" and "When the Comet Gets Here." This band will never escape their gimmick base, so they embrace it absolutely. The Simpsons references go deep ("Purple Drapes" scream, anyone?) and the music is as good as you'd expect from the world's only "Nedel" band.
Described by Head Ned as "not as fast as Bartcore and a little cleaner then Krusty punk," Nedel sounds like less-than-serious System of a Down. There's a strong whiff of Butthole Surfers on "Murder House," which hides great musicianship under a concept so stupid the only option is to laugh. Writing about musicianship from a band that exists almost solely as clickbait seems almost laughable too.
The most hilarious thing is that the entire thing is totally unnecessary. Take the Flanderisms away from "Claw My Eyes Out" and you are left with a Weezer-meets-Fucked Up situation on your hands. But we appreciate the effort. After all, is anyone seriously going to argue for fewer Ned Flanders metal projects in the world?