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Longtime denizens of the Minneapolis rock scene, the Cows are one of America's great degenerate punk rock bands. Starting off as near-total incompetents, they have become more technically polished musicians during the '90s, but their white-hot noise rock has not been tamed one bit. In many ways, the Cows remain as gloriously messy, primitive, and exciting as they were the day they started. Formed in the mid-'80s by idiosyncratic lead singer Shannon Selberg, the Cows appropriated the hardcore guitar blur that characterized fellow-Twin Citians Hüsker Dü, but stripped away any and all concessions to melodies, hooks, riffs -- essentially anything that remotely resembled pop. What they offered was a blazing wall of distortion that was punk rock at its crudest; a feral racket that sounded as if the guitars were being played with metal files. Above the din was Selberg, free-associating surreal vignettes about, well, God knows what, but his squealing, shrieking, and general lunacy provided the bizarre, often engaging, focus. He plays trumpet, too -- well, not so much plays as blasts a note or two when he's tired of ranting. After the release of their first album in 1987, the Cows were roundly derided as a talentless, tasteless joke (a charge that would be leveled a few years later against Babes in Toyland). However, they've stayed true to their anti-commercial stance and punk roots, releasing a handful of weird, loud, gleefully unhinged records that seem to get better (i.e., more focused and less obtuse) and retain the band's devotion to mania. ~ John Dougan, Rovi
Yep, I remember a Cows show with TAR, and a head got busted open. Good Times
themelks
Yea man Sexy Pee Story, stat.
chocolateweasel
My exboyfriend as we were breaking up said "go to Seatle and hook up with Mike and see the cows". 13 years later me and Mike are still together listening to the cows and other stuff too. Good times at the Crocodile in Seattle and Seattle in general.
To all, Yes there are plenty other Cows... just not here. To Chuzzlewit, I know the feeling looking for Cows and finding nothing but blankness. Hurts me, I tells ya
I also would like to know were are there other albums. I have requested them on my DK station several time, but have only had them pop up two or three times.
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