Potty mouthed fecally obsessed / contaminated Japanese loony groove grinders Bathtub Shitter are one of grinds more off the rails derivatives, surfacing in one of those many love or loathe sub-sub-genre splinters that fissure as emblematic themes become the very heart and soul of their realigned blast beat process. All things considered Bathtubshitter are alone in their poop-grinding autonomy, we have the Poopy Butts who are kin in name, but have to use different genre bathroom stalls.
The thing is Dance Hall Grind's lyrics don't really go any deeper than your shit sifting corprophilia with maybe the exception of the odd swaperoo having them replace their various scatalogical nonsense for equally tripe piss nonsense, and as for the bands lyrical presentation it is solely tongue in (arse) cheek. Tracks are exceptionally vocal and in that sense a lot of shit is thrown around, however their trademark vocal idiosyncrasy is one of their strengths pluralising crow like sqwuaks with gruff blusters and everything in-between; all presented in almost comical yet hooking fashion.
If we can proverbially wipe the shit off the shoe (ok I promise to stop all these shitty wordplays) Bathtub Shitter offer an equally radical musical projection. It comes off as a loose knit renegade association of sludge, thrash, groove and grind all swung back and forth with great elasticity and spiked with colourful tints of random melodic vagrancies. The band handle lengthy exploits with a great deal of tact, keeping their songs wholly engaging and never failing to continually surprise the listener, even 7 minute wanderer Rest in Piss keeps things upbeat and fresh, whilst a tidy cover of DRI's Time Out showcases the bands corruptive process in all its gutter majesty. The bands musical abilities are in no means in dispute, even if those frolicking rhythmic thrash perversions aren't to taste the skill and creativity utilised are clearly present.
Its a classic case of never judge a book by its cover, even if the book is deliberately covered in its authors excrement , because if you can overlook Bathtub Shitters excremental obsession you will find a highly energetic iconoclastic band who know how to groove just as well as they thrash and more importantly write long grind songs that don't feel dragged out or counter-intuitive , there really is nothing like them. I also think it no coincidence that a label called Rip Roaring Shit Storm have re-released this bad boy!