Band: The Revolting Cocks
Album: Sex-O Olympic-O
Genre: Rock
Label: 13th Planet

Tracks:
1. Hookerbot3000
2. Keys To the City
3. Red Parrot
4. Robo Banditos
5. Cousins
6. Touch Screen
7. I’m Not Gay
8. Abundant Redundancy
9. Lewd Ferringo
10. Wizard of Sextown
11. Hookerbot3000 [Remix]

I have been a little sidetracked from UTG for awhile unfortunately, so I decided to come back and hit the ground running with some real serious reviews. With that in mind, The Revolting Cocks were my only logical choice. Whether it is them assuming the role of Mexican wrestlers (look at their Myspace) or their sexual-tastic lyrics, these guys are pretty legitimate. Their music is like some crazy infectious disease, as their trance-like beats and electronic rock antics will most likely reside in your head for quite some time. The latest offering from the nearly 20 year old band, Sex-O Olympic-O, is chock full of industrial goodness and silly lyrics, and of course, plenty of references to doin’ the nasty.

The Cocks are traditionally described as industrial metal, and there is no shortage of that on Sex-O. Their overall sound reminds me of a soundtrack from a corny action video game, or maybe some 80’s thriller with plenty of mystery and explosions. However, the group wanders into Marilyn Manson-esque shock rock territory, especially the track “Keys to the City (Vegas Mix).” I am not quite certain what makes it a Vegas mix, but the main chorus type chant at the beginning certainly reminds me of a typical Manson teenage-angst anthem. This type of power-chord heavy rock is common in the first few songs, as well as the commitment to the industrial metal label, with plenty of metal riffs glazed over in electronics and fuzz.

Besides the fun contrast between rock and trancey-dancey music, there is plenty of uhh, let’s call them memorable moments on the album. A guy randomly breaks out into some Spanish on “Robo Banditos.” The mesmerizing drone of “I Am Not Gay” is basically just a testament on how the singer is not gay, professing in the middle of the song, “I’m not gay…I just pretend to be when I’m drunk…I…have…a girlfriend…I’m not gay…” One song starts off epically, with a deep voiced speaker telling us “Once a century, a god is sent down, to bless this earth…to teach us how to live our lives…this god is…” and then breaks off into frantic shouts of “LEWD FERRINGO! LEWD FERRINGO!” You have to hear it to believe it. My favorite, by far, is the very catchy song, “Cousins”. After listening to the song all the way through, you will finally understand what the Cocks are saying during the chorus when they question “Why walk down the street, when you can walk down the hall?” A little twisted, but for some reason, I laugh every time.

There are plenty of reasons to dismiss this band. I say there are plenty to love about them. Whether it is the hypnotizing industrial sounds or the timeless lyrics like “She’s got style, the way she shakes her ass” (“Red Parrot”), you may just get a kick out of these Mexican banditos. Or maybe even a little creeped out. But never dissatisfied.
*Written By: Jacob Kanclerz*
Rating: 8/10

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James Shotwell is the founder of Under The Gun Review. He loves writing about music and movies almost as much as he loves his two fat cats. He's also the co-founder of Antique Records and the Marketing Coordinator for Haulix. You should probably follow him on Twitter.

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