Maynard James Keenan & I have a few things in common. We both live in Arizona & like it. We both appreciate a fine wine. We're both runners. And we'll both shake our ass to some deep beats with a growly melody. Okay, so I don't know about that last part, but I do know that he makes those deep beats with a growly melody that sure as shit get me shaking my ass. And the rest I just know from interviews, so...
I've been discussing Puscifer's debut album, "V" is for Vagina, with others & of note there are no fence-sitters, only lovers & haters. And when I say haters I mean you'd think MJK did something really heinous to their mom, or something. Dudes, it's just an album. I do admit when I caught wind of the Vagina Medley prior to the release I had a thought: wha? vocals all the same? Hmm. But I knew I'd have to listen to each song in its entirety to fully comprehend what was being conveyed. So I did & I am indeed a lover.
Something an online aquaintance mentioned was that V.i.f.V. tells a story. I agree with this sentiment. Anyone who's ever followed Maynard around through his art should pick up on that immediately. But if you'd rather not think, as most are wont not to do, then just be sure to give a listen to the stand-out tracks "Indigo Children", "Drunk With Power", "Vagina Mine", & the softer version of "The Undertaker". Also be sure to grab the Cuntry Boner single for the "World Up My Ass" cover.
If the music doesn't grab you at least pick up V.i.f.V. for the artwork, it's hilarious. But, uh, Maynard, Vagina Air? That's a queef. No matter, I'll still let you show me the difference between your gun & your pistol any time.
-Alison
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