These guys are weird and when I say weird, I mean Aquabats on Qualudes who wear costumes of sesame street characters and aliens weird. This type of nutty personality does translate well into their chaotic metal. You don't simply get straight forward metal however, as you are bombarded with multiple musical personalities such as a rumbling chug machine and a finicky wild guitars playing to Bert McCracken-like singing, which I'm sure is personified from each of the insane band members.

   This album isn't bad per say, it is more like an extended stay at a mental asylum that has inmates screaming at you for your "fresh meat." It almost has too many sides for us to get comfortable with anyone portion. One moment we could be getting some nu-metal sounds and the next we will be pummeled with raspy shout/growls and tangled power chords, only to get hit with soft singing and melodic guitars (About the only really positive thing on the record). The addition of keyboards and effects adds synergy to several songs but it is a little too late by the end of the record.