Labels: 5RC
Review by: Alex Deller
Attention-deficit art-noise for the Ritalin deprived – these dudes just couldn’t sit on their hands for five minutes if you fucking paid them. This CD burbles through thirty-odd tracks in forty-odd minutes and runs some kind of wonky-brained route through strutting funk, schoolyard rhymes and blasts of incoherent noise. Track five has an almost Animal Collective-ish vibe going on and has received more than a few plays round these parts, an incongruous mantra that hits a climax of yelps and squawks that’ll either drive you nuts or thoroughly cure what ails ya. They might’ve paled in comparison to the Rapider freaks when they skipped through town together, but as a sit down experience Terrorbird chirps, tweets and warbles just fine.