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Bob Dinners and Larry Noodles present Tubby Turdner's Celebrity Avalanche

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my vote for the best album by the most esoteric band in the universe. while there's nothing here as immediately jaw-dropping as "cup of dreams" or "noble experiment" (from the strangers from the universe LP), this album at least has a clear vision (well, as clear as can be with this band). it has an arc, it has recognizable tunes--even a pop song or two!--and i feel like it's exactly what they wanted to produce. it has that air of unshakeable confidence, which, when combined with the intensely and purposefully ODD nature of everything this band has ever released, creates quite an explosive dynamic. recommended!

A lot of bands work very hard to make albums like this. For the Fellers, it comes natrual.

The Thinking Fellers may be branded a lo-fi band, but these lo-fi Fellers do a lot of brainwork. The first four songs on Bob Dinners-"Another Clip" "Sno Cone" "You Will Be Elimianated" "Holy Ghost" sugue from straight rock to a country romp to briliant Beefheart riffing to a strange blues suite that could be from London or LA, 1967.

Yet 282 don't care what genre they are using. They don't even acknowalge that there are genres, period. Each song is given equal, loving treatment by the Fellers. A nasty riff that could be from a Cream album has monks chanting underneath. Cageian interludes have voices sounding like cartoon characters. Bob Dinners lines up wonderfully written songs, but overall, is musical stream of conciousness.

The Fellers are, of course, primarally a live band, even when in the studio. Overdubs are minimal, which dosen't matter when you can make heaps off beautiful noise. Listen to their last album, Porclin Entertainments. They jump styles drastically, with increadible ease and skill, all the while cross-mixing live and studio cuts. Who cares what came from where or what they call it: if reems of feedback work next to a cover of Sugerloaf's "Green Eyed Lady," it goes on the album.

Bob Dinners works the same way, which makes it all click. Kids brought up on marketing and demogrphics may be jarred by all this disregard for what's what, but sit and listen to it. If you are open to stepping just a few yards from the top 100, my bet is you'll have to love it.