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| Press Reviews of the Ted Bundys |
| Look What We Dug Up CD Dedicated to "Wendy Orleans Williams," this potentially offensive collection of The Ted Bundys' presumably-lost-until-now work is certainly worth having in one's collection of metallica obscura. Um, make that the "gee, this is interesting" shelf. My reasoning behind this is simply that the album's title misinterprets the music that's been recorded. Yes, there is some "porn rock," but for the most part this betrays the band as a serious metal collective dedicated to great, classic metal musicianship rather than concentrating on crude behavior. Frankly, the first track, "Ozzy Made Me Do It," deserves several thousand plays on the metal shows, and I, for one, would splice the main chorus into my show introduction/between-song segues. It's tight and full of speed metal power and vocal majesty -- really! "Ozzy Made Me Do It" is not porn rock, it's straight-ahead metal with a message (and some humor). Then things get really confusing. They cover The Psychedelic Furs' "Sister Europe," a song I've always associated with hard drugs, since the original sounds like the band was strung out during the recording session. I mean, this is mainstream… maybe they were polishing their chops as they're as true as possible to the original. The rest of the album is, I reckon, "porn rock," although emphasis seems to be on power dynamics rather than being disgusting. They do cover Spit's "Tu Culo Ed Mi Culo," though, and that certainly is "porn rock." Eleven songs in all, others worthy of mention are "Let's Pretend We're From Seattle," "Psycho Bitch," and "Penal Perpetrator." Worth it just for the Ozzy song, if you ask me. Ink 19 Miami Florida by David Lee Beowulf |
| Look What We Dug Up CD Detroit rockers, The Ted Bundys have been called "the Zappa of Metal," and with songs like these, it's easy to see why. This disc is straight-up porn rock. Not the Bundys' usual fare, but, in going along with the satire and lampooning that the band has based itself on, the album has a sexy cover and dirty guts. Well worth the ten bucks it costs to order. Do it. The Excuse Bellingham, Washington Review by Harold |
| Look What We Dug Up CD A collection of bits and pieces from the last decade that does more to peak your interest in the Ted Bundys regularly issued products than comparable releases from bands that you may have actually heard of. Perverse, twisted, irreverent, avante noise from the hands and minds of a trio of Detroit musicians that may be onto something far more significant than even they know. The only comparison that really seems to fit is with the Butthole Surfers, but this really is its own thing. "Ozzy Made Me Do It," "Penal Perpetrator," Tu Culo Es Mi Culo," and "Let's Pretend We Are From Seattle" are sure to offend and enthrall all who hear, and all should hear the Ted Bundys as often as possible. Open Up and Say Virginia Review by David L. Wilson, Staff writer |
| Look What We Dug Up CD This retrospective of the Detroit natives takes a whack (via the title) at the PMRC (Parental Music Resource Center), who, during Tipper Gore's witch-hunting days, called the band's music "porn rock." Aural pornography? Geez, I miss those days. Anyhoo, the rock is fast and furious, kind of what you might expect Wayne and Garth would listen to in their basement. An interesting cut is the Psychedelic Furs' "Sister Europe," (weird to me, since I just unearthed that cassette during a move). Most of the tunes were cut in the '90s, recorded in Atlanta, and though the distance in time and studios makes for some uneven spots, if you feel the need for speedy porn rock, give 'em a listen. NY Rock NYC, NY USA |
| Look What We Dug Up CD Apparently, Detroit's The Ted Bundys have been called the "Frank Zappa of heavy metal." And, listening to this CD, one can imagine why. "Look What We Dug Up" is an eccentric collection of rock'n'roll that runs the sounds-like gamut from Alice Cooper to Marilyn Manson to Ozzy Osbourne (in fact, the first track is entitled "Ozzy Made Me Do It") - all run through the Frank Zappa bizarro filter. Part of that eccentricity may be due to the fact that "Look What We Dug Up" is, according to the liner notes, is a collection of "rarities and live tracks from the last decade." If nothing else, the songs contained on this CD sound as they came from different eras and - since the songs are copyrighted from 1989 - 1997 - that's exactly the case. Particularly notable is "Kelly Brown Is My Love Goddess" which was originally recorded in 1993 but features new vocals here, recorded in 1995. Regardless, the talent of the musicians hereon is obvious and I wouldn't mind hearing more from the band's "regular" releases. The live songs sound surprisingly close to studio tracks. Despite its scattershot variety, "Look What We Dug Up..." isn't a bad collection and is obviously the kind of thing fans of the band would like to have in their collection. Rough Edge Ventura, CA Review by R. Scott Bolton |
| Look What We Dug Up CD This CD is the first of many reissues on the way. It contains a decade worth of rarities and live tracks from from the band and throws a whole lot of stuff into the mix pot. Their Psychedelic Furs "Sister Europe" cover quickly throws an unexpected shift in the gears that usually grind out abusing mesh of thrash and metal and glam. Intense, blistering harmony guitar lines shoot through many tracks in a psychotic frenzy. And the Ted Bundys offset their thunderous approach with camp parody in songs like "Kelly Brown Is My Love Goddess," "Let's Pretend We're From Seattle" and social digs like "Ozzy Made Me Do It" which gives performance credit to Senator Ernest Hollings for "porn rock" and Tipper Gore for "whips and chains". While the band collects archive tracks for new and old fans, new material is upcoming as well Gajoob Salt Lake City, UT review by Bryan Baker |
| Redefine The Rockstar CD The latest installment of cutting edge underground talent and "cutting edge" might best be taken in the literal extreme-we're not speaking of NIN rip-offs by any means. Twenty full-on blazers from a predominant east coast locale with a few Southerners throwing their back alley charm into a high octane fuel to fire mix of extreme Rock styles destined to go down in history, if not in flames from underexposure. By now you may recall our first band to appear here, Scrape, NYC Death Crew recently signed to Metal Blade and hitting the mark here with "Branded," a fiery tune that proves anger management classes will always bring in enough revenue to thrive in our current economy. SOS, another local favorite hailing from Queens, that hot bed of Heavy Metal talent featuring the founder of 3:16 and all of the trouble its looked for and found in its relatively short but sincere existence. "Redefine" as has been the case prior to Volume 4, offers no strict definition of what Rock & Roll's supposed to be or evolve into, rather features a mix of styles, built around Hard-Core principles, and 100% aggression without the residual effects of genre-bending and cross-over variants. "Stay Out," provided by Providing The Sickness proves the importance in the name, this one's as nasty and dirty and poorly recorded as the title would indicate-you'll want to avoid anything to do with this one if you have even one ounce of decency left in you! Strap-Ons, perfect Punk Rock name doing perfect Punk Rock music circa the late '70s and "Drugs Sex Violence" while in an opposite extreme we have Todd Shea and "Broken Glass," an '80s style Metal power ballad that recalls more in the way of tradition rather than stage and camera work-think early Maiden in a sense, maybe even Queensryche instrumentally. There's an abundance of material to choose from here, all relatively unique from each other and well recorded considering their currently independent lifestyle. Band and contact info are naturally included in the economic cover booklet for what we're looking at here as a pretty together package of workable talent and some expectedly laugh-out loud and altogether cool names-I mean, can you imagine, Todd Shea? Actually that's not too far out in left field-and probably his real name too-but how bout Soulshed; Ted Bundys; or my favorite, Yellow Teeth! The tunes all veer well away from mainstream wanderings and dig their own little niche in the Rock & Roll underground. Other bands worth hearing first include but are not limited to, 84 Digits with their Punkish/Power Pop "Second Chance," Dead Emotion and their raw to the bone mix of Punk, Funk and Goth in "Inside These Walls," and the Pop-ish leanings of "Anger" served up by Luxury, doing easily the most toe-tapping and catchy of the bunch. Pick non-hit goes to the Ted Bundys and "Psycho Bitch" which sounds like this psychotic mix of Goth/Punk/Rave/Alt & something out of a deeply disturbing black and white horror flick! Released by 3:16 Productions Contact www.316productions.com for all the gruesome details. Stormbringer Mag UK Review by Vinnie Apicella |