forget the lack of information on this mysterious act and instead focus
on the music; the rhapsody that a crew of marionettes jiggles on threads
of rusting chains to. Dustmuffin & The Aluminum Cans parody music
styles that populate human myth with sunny days and good memories, by
shredding insulated diorama’s, shards of glass a puzzle of what
once was, now in a new form.
Nineteen tracks supply the listener with a carnival incarnation crammed
into your doorstep, the mad sonic journey just a breath longer than forty-five
minutes, a veritable atavism gone horribly wrong for all the best reasons.
Sparse industrial rhythms warble lo-fi, ghosted and moogified (sic) in
eighties-esque melody, hip and gothic with gyring lyrics to match, elements
of early Ministry, The Cure burst like the frequent pop-culture lyrical
references, but to be honest neither of those acts supply any lead-in.
If anything, Dustmuffin & The Aluminum Cans, promote their pantomime
from the shell left by acts like Chrome, taking song into warped and catchy
horrors. A sardonic mouth frilled with barbs lurks in each song, even
the lilting old-time tune, ‘Beat Me’, is disturbing
in its happiness and let’s not go to 'We’ll See Santa'
and the accompanying video with its spoliating take on woolen dolls. The
music delves dark, noisy at times, gothic tunes without the pomp and pretence,
dance tracks for the demented – those you don’t really want
to wear your leather with; the insane are at work here, and it is a beautiful
thing to watch. With classic tracks like 'U.S.A.' (the New National
Anthem) and 'Feelings' you can be assured to freak out any mainstream
friends with your recommendation for a little disco you know they’ll
love. To hate.
Once again, Punch Records push the boundary in releasing an artist that
breaks boundaries and if you’re familiar with any of the Italian
label’s releases you’ll know to expect the unexpected with
this release. As with most Punch Records releases this album is released
in a single panel fold out digipak in full colour, simple liner notes
– though to quote one passage for the reader regarding the "Essential
Recordings"; “Recordings recovered from cassettes and wax
cylinders that were originally thought to be destroyed in a convent fire.”
(sic) – you can taste a little of the mindset. Further valediction
of their pleasant psychosis is a collection of no less than five full
length quicktime videos made with the same haphazard and creepy approach
to their songs, all wrapped in a web-derived environment.