Toxic Sloths [Explicit Lyrics]

Toxic Sloths | Format: Audio CD

Product Details

• Audio CD (May 16, 2001)
• Original Release Date: May 16, 2001
• Number of Discs: 1
• Format: Explicit Lyrics
• Label: Zonk
• ASIN: B00005LB1J
• In-Print Editions: MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 3.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,582,301 in Music (See Top 100 in Music)

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3.0 out of 5 stars like, i'm in a band..., June 4, 2001

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Hanmi (Portland, OR United States) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Toxic Sloths (Audio CD)

this is a posthumous release by a band that exisited, as far as i know, anyway, purely for sh*ts and giggles. i'm not sure any of this material was ever intended for mass consumption, but here it is on ..., daring the world to buy it. my guess would be the toxic sloths mainly existed for their own amusement. to exorcise childish demons and to justify owning expensive musical gear. occasionally they may have made tapes for their buddies and girlfriends. their girlfriends liked saying their boyfriend was in a band. they have long since disbanded, and most, i expect, have new girlfriends/wives... and yet, seven years after being recorded, 11 songs have been pressed to disc and is now being distributed globally.

seven years ago was 1994, for the mathematically challenged. we were all a little younger then. clinton was chasing interns and the economy was strong. people were optimistic. i was still in college. the toxic sloths all lived in the same state, and it seems they enjoyed irreverant ska music. i'd wager they are all fans of the clash and madness. which brings us, finally, to a description of the music. in 1994, ska hadn't quite become the thing yet [again]. there were college bands, like black happy, the sweaty nipples, and, of course, fishbone, but you'd be hard pressed to find any of them on regular radio play or mtv. so with that noted, we'd have to include the toxic sloths among the ska revolutionaries of the early 90's. but they were REALLY underground. and unlike most of the aforementioned revolutionaries, who would tend to record mostly 'serious' songs, with a few silly ones thrown in to balance the album, the sloths have dished up 11 cuts of pure goofiness. one only need to peruse the song titles to know what was in store.

we all, at some point or another think things that we know we shouldn't say out loud. things we know are _wrong_ or otherwise socially unacceptable. we all probably also know that potty humour should somehow seem less funny as we get older. and in spite of my knowing in some deep part of me, i should have outgrown this in the last 7 years, i can't help but laugh. the fact that these guys are having a lot of fun comes through quite clearly. and it would seem the fun didn't end with the recording session. i imagine they were all in the studio, twiddling knobs and gleefully offering suggestions for the final mix.

no, it isn't timeless. the genre is woefully betrayed by the ska explosion that hit america in the mid-late 90s, shortly after the sloths' demise. but it is both musically competant and artfully recorded. if you are feeling particularly silly, a case of cheap beer and this disc might suit you well.

4.0 out of 5 stars Ah, those were the days..., January 14, 2002

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Rex Fiddlesquat (Santa Barbara, CA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Toxic Sloths (Audio CD)

I remember these guys. On a whim, they crashed a party that was just one round of tequila shots and two wet t-shirts shy of erupting into a completely lawless and certainly dangerous gathering of undergraduates at a college campus in Southern California. Another band was in the midst of setting their guitars ablaze and impaling amp stacks with a mic stands when The Sloths offered to jam a few tunes when the carnage was over and the fire was out. The host agreed and they retrieved their gear from the van and immediately ripped into "Cottage Cheese", then blew right into "Homeboy".

What happened next was legendary. The house next door had a half-pipe perched high above the fence line and a few skaters, inspired by the vibe, set to pulling off their best stunts to the delight of the crowd. The ladies present at first became entranced by the pulsating rhythms. However, they became quickly aroused and were evidently determined to satiate their lustful appetites with the shirtless surfer types scattered about as they either meshed together for an erotic display of Sorority Lambada, or dissappeared into the darkeness with their quarry. Predictably, the mosh pit that formed was a place for only the clinically insane or those who were sufficiently anesthetized. Most curiously, the scene had so rapidly transformed from a mostly harmless assembly of students into a raucous display of primal instincts being spontaneously released, all because of this band.

I could go on. Following this performance, I made a point to catch these guys wherever I could. Those days are now gone, but you can check out their music for yourself. I guarantee you will be amused. "Extra Skin" is a supreme example of Country Thrash while "Buttcrack" will have you replaying the track over and over, just to make sure you get every last giggle out. Make sure you don't play this in a cubicle at work.

Give it a spin. For $..., how can you go wrong. Sneak this into the CD shuffler at your next party and at least three people will ask you "Who is this?" and "Where can I get the CD?" Enjoy the dulcet tones of Wayne, Steve, Gavin and Steele; music to garden to...yeah, right!