Eat S**t You F*****g Redneck

"I saw the best minds of my generation caught up in the virtual reality of living...swaying robotically to non-existent rhythms, flashing memberships at clubs so exclusive nobody belongs." Thus intones neo-beatnik Meg Lee Chin, on "Nutopia," on Pigface's Eat S**t. Cool enough to separate themselves from what's hip, and rocking hard enough to scoff at monophonic electronica, Eat S**t follows Ministry's In Case You Didn't Feel Like Showing Up... live album as the new edition: the defining, formalizing, contemporizing picture of how a modern, industrial rock & roll show should go down. Sufficiently rugged is the recording of this circus ring mastered by Genesis P-Orridge to preserve vitality and sweat, without dipping into the low benchmarks of "bootleg quality." These post-funk, rock-and-destruction anthems are raggedly delivered by a shifting cast of characters that includes members of Evil Mothers, My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult and more, around the organizing principle, guiding force of anti-establishment drummer and invisible honcho Martin Atkins (PiL, Ministry, Killing Joke). Other key members/appearances on these recordings are made by Test Dept's Martin King (drums), BobDog (Evil Mothers/Pseudo Buddha backing P-Orridge and company on sitar) and extra vocals from Chemlab's Jared. Pigface is an amorphous, wonderfully unpredictable collective that continues, album after album and tour after tour, to set the high-water mark for their genre.