Welcome to the swampy, slamming fever dream that is Backwood Bonanza, the third full-length by Luxembourg’s party-grind freaks, Mike Litoris Complot.
What’s inside this glorious mess?
Expect monkey riots, MILF worship, a cat so disabled it qualifies for its own parking spot, blind assassins, and the kind of lyrical filth that would make Urban Dictionary ask for a shower. With tracks named after Sand Crabs and Alabama Hot Pockets – yes, those revolting definitions – you know exactly what kind of party you’re in for. From a GG Allin tribute to a tragic love song that might make you puke and cry at the same time and even a song written for a German splatter film called Hillbilly Holocaust in which we also starred – this album has it all.
Musically, it’s a wild ride of goregrind, slam, and grindcore – groovy as hell, tighter than your cousin’s prom dress, and catchier than an STD at a trucker rave.
Backwood Bonanza isn’t just an album – it’s a ridiculous, filthy, absurd, redneck party straight out of a trashy 80s action flick, marinated in beer, sweat, and bonobo hair.
Press play. Regret nothing. Especially not the cat.