How do you like your quirk? Thick and with a French accent? Le Club des Chats dropped this single about four years ago and you'd think it was the reincarnation of Family Fodder. French kids in their bedroom, I guess, but everyone is making music in their bedrooms these days. The artwork has housecats shooting laserbeams out of their eyes, and the band name is pretty fucking stupid as well. You gotta love this approach. You also gotta love seven songs at 45 rpm; it's not a hardcore record, but it is ferocious, exploding out of the vinyl with 'Master of Toadstool' - though the title is misleading cause this isn't slow mushroom music in the slightest. The drums are the name of the game, frantically bashing through every song and drowning out the other instruments except for the manic male-female voices that shout over every song. 'Ring-a-Ding' is little more than that phrase repeated over a catchy drum cacophony, but it conjures Renaldo and the Loaf at their most punk rock tendencies. It's ridiculous and young and strange and great.
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