Their roots can be traced to improvisational avant-garde music and subtlety is not in this Minnesota band's vocabulary. Each member belongs to another local band Building Better Bombs. There is a cacophony of electronic blips and whirs, anchored by a multitude of percussion, including a traditional drum kit and the occasional call and response of distorted, adrenaline-fueled vocals. At times it can be reminiscent of a Butthole Surfers breakdown or an Acid Mother's Temple mind melt. The band's title is appropriate because Crazy Master is tailor made to squash just about any good weed high.
Buy this record if you plan on huffing some glue then poisoning the neighbor's cat.