This is probably the weakest release I’ve heard from The Macc Lads and it’s fucking disgusting to diminish what appeal was left in the first place!
Within the first minute we’re subjected to the notion of “bell end cheddar” and introduced to a woman who can “fart for Lancashire” which is wholly disturbing as are the stretch marks we are told are on her arse. “Pie Taster” then ventures into hard rock territory with a twiddly solo that would wreck everything if it wasn’t for the aforementioned lyrical genius and mob handed choral chants stomping alongside thumping drums.
“No Sheep ‘Til Buxton” is, as you’ve probably predicted, a tale of beastiality whose detail is beyond frightening- particularly when lead singer Mutley feels it appropriate to tell us about the sheep shit on some unfortunate’s foreskin. Cheers for that, fella.
Just to round things off nicely, the last track is a live version of “Dan’s Underpants” which is a slow ballad about “gut- rot” and “Bombay Duck”. If this sounds like your cup of tea; get some fucking help.
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