I think that's the only one I haven't heard all the way through.
It's a great album, one of my all time favorites, but it's definitely an aquired taste. If you're looking for songs to download, check out Desert Search for Techno Alla, Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz, and Sleep part II: Carry Stress in the Jaw (a nine minute song in which the last half of it he sings like a dying old man to a catchy jazz bass guitar)
It's so frustrating trying to find people who like Mr. Bungle where I live! I'm glad you people can appreciate them. I remember when I was locked up in the booby hatch as a teen and first hearing their delightful weirdness on a local college radio station with my little Walkman. :sigh: Enchanting madness! I also fell for Swans and Throbbing Gristle around the same time.
they suck. bunch of retards. slipknot ownz those queers.
A question for you.
Where do you think Slipknot stole their sound, their act and their mannerisms from? Shit, Mr Bungle were doing what Slipknot are doing now about 15 years ago!
I'm not saying you strike me as a weasely little 15 year old (which is how you come across - tell me if I'm wrong), but I'd educate yourself on music before making yourself look sillier and sillier everytime you post somthing about music.
I adore Mr. Bungle but I guess it doesn't matter since I didn't write for a punk magazine for 20+ years. Only if you're a professional music critic should you be allowed to voice an opinion without being undermined and second guessed as to how, why and what musical ability you have that gives you the right to have any taste in music.
I adore Mr. Bungle but I guess it doesn't matter since I didn't write for a punk magazine for 20+ years. Only if you're a professional music critic should you be allowed to voice an opinion without being undermined and second guessed as to how, why and what musical ability you have that gives you the right to have any taste in music.
If I had a handbag, I'd hold it up to my chest and go,
My hand gets tired and my dick gets sore, but the girls of porn want more, so I flip through the pages one more time, and I just let the jism fly.....yeah, yeah, YEAH!