Music:
Member Since: 5/17/2006
Band Website: mcthing.20m.com
Band Members: Lead vocals are the artwork of Skud the Poet aka Johnny Boggis who also plays cornet like he's having his head forced into a woodchipper.
Crepitally corrosive bass sounds and various hideous guitar poggling are donated courtesy of Chukka and Jedi Greensides, with the pair also providing some of the many varied and terminally twatted backing vocals.
Our resident Sax & Trombone player, who's incidentally jazz trained, is Cliff Hazzard, with this young man also treating us to some of the more outlandish falsetto lead vocals.
Occasional Virtuoso keyboards, drum abuse, and guitar & bass dastardlyness donated
by Detective Inspector Harry 'Snapper' Organs.
Kurt Cocaine is another seasonal contributor, adding lashings of indignant voices and synth to the melee, with humourous bass rumblings dutifully supplied thanks to his pal Buck Throbb.
Drum programming, lead guitar, keyboards and other larynx bending arrive thanks to Skurvy McPherson, who adds the fat to the chip pan of this musical disaster.
Influences: 70's punk/new wave and 60's psychedelic
Sounds Like: Kerrang! review August 2003
MCTHING -Global Village Idiots (Barking Cat)
K
Third demented opus from Peterborough's finest... "To be honest I had to flip a coin to decide whether this should get one K or the full five; not because we take these things lightly, but because there is a very fine line between genius and utter stupidity and McThing have obviously snorted it. That they have a picture on the sleeve of Bin Laden shagging George W in the Hershey highway is clearly a move of genius, but having a singer that sounds like Fred West on helium, and employing such instruments as kazoos and bicycle bells is perhaps not. Rest assured you will find it hilarious at 3am and play it to your mates until they hit you. So, if you need a good laugh then look no further. Likewise if you need a good cry!"
MORAT
NME review March 16th 2006
MCTHING - AIRBOURNE MUTILATOR
As you can probably gleen from the picture (and it was difficult to pick one member, believe me) McThing aren't about to be put forward for the Mercury Music Prize any time soon. Among the many fragrant song titles on their CD a few stand out, namely 'Penis Puppetry', 'Iraqi Ass Map' and 'White Whore Momma Slut'. Tracks invariably start with a sample, which sets the scene for the aural offensive that follows. Vocals sound like Jello Biafra with Parkinson's, while the rest of the instrumentation sounds like it was recorded through a sheepskin microphone.
Record Label: Barking Cat Records
Type of Label: Indie
