Viagr Aboys

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“I found a crouton underneath a futon,” singer Sebastian Murphy intones over a steady bass throb punctuated by flute accents on “Uno II,” one of the many clever and catchy tunes on the quasi-self-titled <i>viagr aboys</i>. “Mama said I couldn’t eat it ’cause all my teeth are gone.” Such is the delightfully absurdist world of Viagra Boy, a Swedish quasi-punk group with an American vocalist and an undying hunger for shrimp and shrimp-related product. The band’s fourth album doubles down on the self-deprecating, society-skewering antics and infectious grooves of 2022’s <i>Cave World</i> with gleeful abandon. Powered by slashing guitars and a droning choru, “Man Made of Meat” offers historical perspective for modern complainers: “I don’t wanna pay for anything/Clothes and food and drugs for free/If it was 1970, I’d have a job at a factory.” Jet-propelled bass boogie “The Bog Body” doubles as a commentary on superficiality that plays out like an inversion of the Demi Moore body-horror flick <i>The Substance</i>, complete with a zombielike swamp woman. .

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