Hailing this album as a ‘return to form’ would be somewhat of a misleading description, as even at their best (I’m thinking Beers, Steers & Queers here) RevCo albums are decidedly patchy. However, there’s some evidence here that since he wound up Ministry, Al Jourgensen is putting a bit more effort into his Revolting Cock guise.
The first two tracks, ‘Trojan Horse’ and ‘Filthy Senoritas’, throw something of a curveball as they both possess a traditional verse/chorus structure and sonically fall somewhere between Vision Thing-era Sisters of Mercy and Type O Negative. Not exactly what I was expecting from a RevCo album in 2010, but really good instantly catchy stomp-a-longs.
Things get back to a more traditional RevCo stylee with ‘Dykes’, which features the perfect balance of tongue-in-cheek lyrics (pun intended), shouted industrial vocal, four-to-the-floor drum pattern, sampled guitars, soaring chorus, techno synth swirls. And for most of the rest of the album the band stick with this well established RevCo industrial-techno template – it’s Ministry with a sense of humour and a permanent erection, and is all the better for it!
‘Juice’ features a hilarious vocal from some juice-hating Teutonic character, another storming chorus and some great percussive synths. ‘Piss Army’ is RevCo’s anthem for the most dedicated of their fans, and should prove more than motivational enough to rally the troops into assuming the position. ‘Fuck Money’ (how they keep coming up with these song titles after so many years I don’t know!) features a very honest refrain (“boo-fucking-hoo for you, just buy my fucking album!”) but very little else. Fortunately things pick up again on next track, ‘Bitch Addictive’ – which has a kind of glam-edge to it that has me thinking of Billy Idol.
‘Air Traffic Control’ is another strange one, …