Song of the day – 584: Fully Cooked

In music, as in writing, brevity is a virtue. This song is 27 seconds long and it does more in 27 seconds than most bands manage in 27 years.

There’s a free album here. Nine songs, 4.4 minutes. Offensive, brash, FUN. Noisy fuck yeah. One song runs to an almost moribund 54 seconds, but I haven’t listened to that one on principle. Just savour the song titles. ‘Kids Of Cunts’.  ‘Old Lady’s Box’. ‘Dickhead’.

…fucking album’s finished before I’ve even had a chance to write about it! And it finishes at it starts. With a simulated orgasm.

Damn. Fully Cooked. “Chick-fronted punk rock” from Melbourne. Don’t blink. Don’t ever fucking blink. Imagine the fucken live show! Record label here.

Thanks to Shaun Tenzenmen for the tip.

by Everett True

My name is Everett True. I am a music critic. This is what I do. I criticise music. The clue is in my job description – music critic. I do not consider myself a journalist, as I do not research or report hard news. I do not consider myself a commentator as I believe that everyone should be a participant. I criticise people and in return I am not surprised if other people criticise me. It is part of the whole deal of being in the public arena. I am Everett True. Believe in me and I have power like a God. Quit believing in me and I no longer exist.