BigDumbFace is difficult to describe. Their album starts off with a seemingly serious track, growling, grinding, deep and dark, and with an opening line that might cause the casual listener to form an improper first opinion. But further into the record, one is taken on a voyage like no other. The tracks throb with percussion and heavy power chords, catchy choruses, and witty storylines. Songs switch suddenly between 1980s Scandinavian death metal, jaunty space elves, clumpy country line dancing, orc war tunes, and something clearly written by a middle-schooler and hidden in a box under his bed.
I heard this album once and was hooked. It's gruesome, deranged, and silly. It's like Mr. Bungle audio fanfiction, and it's glorious. Buy it.