Now, just after I reviewed The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing’s last album (which was already two years old, time flies…) I now hold in my hands their newest creation:
Do you understand now, why I did not put the entire name of the album in the title of this post? Oh, and before I forget it, I do not only own the album, I own the collector’s edition. Muahahahaha! But now on with the review:
The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing have plain and simply gone berserk and have proven they are in deed highly unlikely able to be killed by conventional weapons. This may be the reason why The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing cannot be killed by conventional weapons starts comparatively tame with a little song about a zombie Prince Albert and then immediately afterwards goes into complete overdrive with Margate Fhtagn. A fun punk song about a day-trip to the sea interspaced with doom metal and Cthulhu! Oh the beauty and greatness of it all. I know that one by heart already.
The other tracks on the album, I will not review each one in detail, span the range from drinking songs to classic punk with very critical lyrics. All is woven into a historic context, making This may be the reason why The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing cannot be killed by conventional weapons an almost post-colonial album, especially when Mutiny in the common Soldiery is concerned.
Even better, we again get a taste of the weird, the wonderful and the Steampunk. Most obviously in Margate Fhtagn and Tesla Coil, but also, with a very wicked twist, in Poor Georgie.
And Poor Georgie is actually the only track I did not like, for reasons that need not be discussed here.
Still, The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing have created another classic no Steampunk music collection should be without.
Ten out of ten Zeppelins!