Rembrandt Pussyhorse [Original recording reissued, Original recording remastered]

Butthole Surfers | Format: Audio CD

Product Details

• Audio CD (August 3, 1999)
• Number of Discs: 1
• Format: Original recording reissued, Original recording remastered
• Label: Latino Bugger Veil
• ASIN: B00000IL24
• In-Print Editions: MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 4.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (20 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #77,589 in Music (See Top 100 in Music)

Editorial Reviews

Amazon.com

With Rembrandt Pussyhorse the Butthole Surfers didn't really get any weirder than they were on Psychic... Powerless... Another Man's Sac, they just became more entrenched in their own sonic world. Rembrandt is demented, for sure, but where it excels is in the realm of experimental technique, playing with tapes, overlaying disembodied voices and new instrumental combinations atop an increasingly warped rhythmic soundscape, and singing intentionally freaky songs in a very freaky way. Throughout Rembrandt, the band is enmeshed in dense or droning (or both) areas where the rants are unbuckled and Gibby Haynes's voice is unleashed in its characteristically manic, slow wail. With the Cream Corn from the Socket of Davis EP appended on the CD, this episode in the Buttholes' 1980s postpunk menagerie is fleshy and fully important. --Andrew Bartlett

Customer Reviews

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7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars One of their best, March 28, 2005

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M. Macaluso - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Rembrandt Pussyhorse (Audio CD)

Rembrandt Pussyhorse is my second favorite Surfers album, under the obscenely demented 35-minute acid trip that is Locust Abortion Technician.

Make no mistake: Pussyhorse is still ultra-bizzare and experimental. The Surfers decided to throw in some unorthodox instruments into the mix, such as violins, cellos, organs and pianos. The result is chaotic and other-worldly - after all, we ARE talking about the Butthole Surfers back in their deranged acid-drenched days. Pussyhorse stands out as being the Surfers most "artsy" album, filled with sonic experimentation that ranges from gothic to trippy to downright evil, or all of these at once.

I assume that many of these songs cannot be played live due to their complexity. Most of this album is overflowing with all sorts of special effects and studio tricks that make it sound ethereal. Anyone who appreciates the Surfers knows they are extremely talented in the studio, and it really shows here.

This album demonstrates all of the Surfers music styles. It has wierd-yet-accessible alt-rock (creep in the cellar, Sea Ferring, To Parter). Insanely disturbing freak-out songs (Waiting for Jimmy to Kick). Funny songs (Moving to Florida). Trippy instrumentals (Stangers Die Everyday, Mark Says Alright) and old-school punk (Tornadoes).

Explaining the Butthole Surfers 80's music is like trying to explain colors to a blind person. You just have to experience it to know it.

2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars REMBRANDT PUSSYHORSE, March 4, 2006

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S. F. Decky "werewolfmovie" (western mass) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Rembrandt Pussyhorse (Audio CD)

This is the most complex and intelligent CD to come out of the '80's post-punk scene. The Buttholes were funny and violent and weird both before and after REMBRANDT PUSSYHORSE, but they were never as cohesive. This is not a scary CD, it's just powerful.

The addition of the CREAM CORN ep is nice but it messes up the tone.

2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars peeles of the skin...yoooowwwww!!!!, October 27, 2004

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CriticalFive(5) "NightRider" (Lakewood, WA United States) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Rembrandt Pussyhorse (Audio CD)

this is a good album that you can use when you need that good occasional chill to run down your spine. i like all the mixes and sounds along with the violins and that eastern touch that this album carries. this is like a bottle of liqour in the form of an album.