The second full-length album from San Francisco's math-metallic, quick-fingered, instrumental rock-ticians -- Tim Green, Tim Soete, and Josh Smith -- continues to blow ears and wreck spines with symphonic wave after wave of axe-mastered, synth-loaded, and percussion-driven TOTAL MUSIC. Twelve tracks of heavy, fast, spaced, tweaked, and relentlessly riffed noodle perfection.

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The Fucking Champs are happily shambolic on V, mixing epic chugging guitars with doses of gentle synthesizer washes and keyboard melodies. If they can't decide if they want to be Megadeth or Moroder, it only makes their songs all the more fun. The swirl and bombast of guitars bring to mind images of muscle cars and drag races, {#Transformers} rolling out, and cheesy 1980s heavy metal posters. Whether they're dabbling in progressive pretension on the "Never Enough Neck" suite, incorporatin...   [ read more ]

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Don't look now, but also out there stirring up the dust is an all-new, mostly-evil (but lots of fun) opus from The Fucking Champs. If you haven't guessed, VI is the name and pure rock (with a healthy dose of synthetic sound) is its deadly-serious occupation. Though it's been five years since their last opus, The Fucking Champs haven't lost a beat. As with classic Fucking Champs records of yore, a fist-ful of riffs in a variety of keys are mixed in good old, honest PLAY LOUD fashion ? but even after the roc...   [ read more ]

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