So, I finally learned how to embed Bandcamp links, aren’t I just zany? Well, actually, if you want to hear some zany shit, listen to The Amphibious Man from Connecticut. I’m going to go ahead and assume that the name was inspired by the 1928 Soviet science fiction novel, because the shit these dudes play is weirder than walking in on two aliens ejaculating on each other.
Three tracks long, each song is more fucked up than a night out with Gary Busey. The opener ‘Lurkin’ is exactly as creepy as the name would suggest, a full-frontal assault of swamp rock mayhem. The riffs are dirtier than a 3 week old used condom, and the vocals on this track are beautifully atrocious. ‘Lurkin’ is basically like fucking The Creature from The Black Lagoon.
Next track, ‘R.L. Stine’ is about as grimy as songs come, which is what one would expect with a song named after the famed ‘Goosebumps’ author. Some serious ghoulish shit goes down on this track, and you can’t help but feel like Lux Interior is breathing down your neck the entire time. Awesome.
Finally, ‘Mrs. Gulch’ rounds out the EP, sounding a cross between rock n roll fun times and apocalyptic mayhem. It would be the most accessible song on the EP, but that’s not to say that it isn’t one of the filthiest, shit-stained jewels of swamp rock that I’ve heard in recent history.
Overall, ‘Split Gobs’ is the EP that King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard would have made if they’d continued on the train of thought from ‘Dead Beat’, and lived in a perpetual state of Halloween. To write that short-hand, ‘Split Gobs’ is fucking killer.