Review
Sex Organs
We're Fucked

Voodoo Rhythm (2024) Loren

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Sex Organs – We're Fucked — Voodoo Rhythm, 2024

Sex Organs is a duo based between The Netherlands and Switzerland, formed by members of The Anomalys and The Jackets who play scuzzy garage-punk while dressed as genitalia. Obviously, it’s a gimmick where the band has a focus on their fun, sex positive message rather than breaking new artistic ground. That’s a short way of saying this record reminds me of a lot of classic garage rock tunes over 12 tracks. It’s the rare case where you can somewhat judge an album by its cover, at least as far as knowing what you’re about to spin on your record player. Song topics include dildos, assholes, underpants and general naughtiness. Take that R-rated theme and add a singalong party punk vibe and you have the band’s basic sound figured out. Scroll down and look at the tracklist in the Spotify link to flesh that out.

Going a little deeper, this is high energy rock ‘n’ roll with swagger. It’s somewhat lo-fi and gritty, but equally singalong and festive. The dual vocals remind me of Quintron & Miss Pussycat with a unison shouting style that’s fairly repetitive. Musically it reminds me more of The Cavemen’s style of dirty garage-punk. “Sex Shop” slows it down to that dual vocal chant, whereas “Where Is My Dildo” after it has a little more groove with something of a call and response format to the chorus (minus the response). “Vagina Dentata” is a raw stomper, and “Fuck All The Time” kind of weaves it all together. “Underpants” and “Nipple Twister” are arguably the silliest of the bunch. And of course the title track and album closer are a perfect double entendre for the times.

7.1 / 10Loren • June 4, 2024

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Sex Organs – We're Fucked — Voodoo Rhythm, 2024

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