by Katie Sauro
Outfitted with the fuzziest of fuzzy keyboards and the truckiest of truckers’ mouths, the four ladies of Seattle-via-Bellingham band the Trucks, provide a collection of distorted electro-pop and raunchy fun with their new self-titled album. The quartet’s poppy melodies and tawdry repeated refrains are reminiscent of both Le Tigre and the queen of sexually scandalous prose, Peaches, especially on songs like “Titties” and “Diddle-Bot” (care to venture a guess as to what that song’s about?). Album closer “Why The?” may seem harmless enough until you hear the question in its entirety--“Why the fuck won’t you go down on me?” But the girls aren’t just going for shock value here, as their explicit rhapsodizing is cleverly written and oftentimes quite funny. Yes, it’s more than a little off-color, and yes, prudes may be offended, but it’s all good, unclean fun. And really, is there any other kind?
More on the Trucks: www.thetrucks.net / www.myspace.com/thetrucks.