Vomited from the bowels of Newton, Massachusetts in 1988, infamous grindcore misfits Anal Cunt (A.C. for the easily-offended) have been defecating on the face of the mainstream ever since. Led by outrageously in-your-fucking-face frontman Seth Putnam, the band has paved their own path of destruction over the years with a greasy steamroller of controversial lyrics and song titles (“Hitler Was a Sensitive Man“, “Van Full of Retards“, “Women: Nature‘s Punching Bag“, etc.), volatile live performances and an “A.C.“ logo featuring drawings of a gaping anus and vulva respectively. The first Anal Cunt performance allegedly took place in front of Putnam’s own mother and grandmother and their earlier material contained no pre-written songs, recorded on the spot in all of its frantic, dark humor glory. The record 40 More Reasons To Hate Us featured a guest vocal appearance by Phil Anselmo (a cover of Manowar’s “Gloves of Metal”) and marked the first appearance of pre-written lyrics in the band’s material. Pig Destroyer’s Scott Hull was once among the band’s ranks and Putnam made an appearance on Pantera’s 1996 chart-topper The Great Southern Trendkill. I remember when Indianapolis, Indiana was graced with an Anal Cunt performance at the Emerson Theater. Not far into the band’s set, a fight erupted, involving several members of the crowd and Putnam himself. Punches and trashcans were thrown and the band was blacklisted from returning to the venue. The band recently announced the departure of longtime member and guitarist, Josh Martin, and vowed to continue as a two-piece both on recordings and the stage.


Through multiple lineup changes, various compilations and EP releases, as well as seven full-length abominations, Anal Cunt have carved their mark on the underground with a chainsaw in one hand and their balls in the other. Their latest effort, Fuckin’ A (PATAC Records), is billed by the band as “cock rock songs” and is essentially one half of a record originally titled Wearing Out Our Welcome. The other half, to be released separately, will reportedly bear the title of Same Old Shit and feature a more straightforward noisegrind approach. With Fuckin’ A, the band unleashes a combination of raw, rock-oriented ideas with a splattering of 80’s punk attitude. Putnam’s trademark, nearly-indecipherable screeching ices the cake in his traditional don’t-give-a-fuck-about-you-or-the-mainstream style.


Heartfelt ditties such as “Whiskey, Coke, and Sluts” and “I’m Gonna Give You AIDS” clearly stray a bit from the normal Anal Cunt routine (much like 1998’s Picnic of Love) in that they are just a bit less chaotic than the more grind-oriented material on past efforts. A stylistic parody of bands such as Motley Crue or Ratt, the riffs found here are simultaneously coarse and reminiscent, somewhat, of those heard in many 80’s cock rock anthems. “Kicking Your Ass and Fucking Your Bitch” (one album highlight) explodes with in a way that tells the listener Putnam and the boys are in control, blood-smeared spandex and all. Album closer, “I Wish My Dealer Was Open”, weaves a tale of a guy that obviously does not click well with the schedule of his cocaine dealer. Slow at the start, the song trudges along with spoken vocals and erupts at the chorus with Putnam delivering a screaming tirade over a supposedly unsatisfied addiction.


While not the best material Anal Cunt has slung in the face of the population over the years, Fuckin’ A still holds its own as an abrasive, no-holds-barred addition to the band’s mission of laying waste to everything in sight before collapsing, exhausted in a stagnant pool of rotting vomit and the blood of the offended. The only question remaining: Have Seth Putnam and his henchmen delivered yet another bruised-knuckle punch to the face of the weak and trendy? The answer is an astounding “Fuckin’ A!!”


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