If you don't quite understand the madcap, noisy genius of
the Locust, the title of this disc should at least tip you off to how clever the band can be:
New Erections pretty much captures their knack for scissoring words into shapes you hadn't gotten around to imagining. Musically, the album attacks from all the usual angles -- smart ("Book of Bot,"), scary ("Scavenger, Invader,") ridiculous ("Hot Tubs Full of Brand New Fuel"). It's as if
the Beastie Boys took a six-week intensive vocabulary course and hooked up with a hot new grindcore band. Crazy? Yes. Carved from a melee, enigmatic yet well-crafted enough to merit your attention? Most definitely. ~ Tammy La Gorce