I can't even begin to describe how amazingly intense and over-the-top this album is. It's just...fucking WOW. Apparently this band took about 3 years to write just these 7 songs. Not because they're lazy, but because...well, you'll know why when you hear it.
All the songs are named after black girls, I guess. Tamika, Trina, Tenesha, Towanda, etc. The band itself is named after the New Zealand version of the Yeti, Sasquatch, or Big Foot; basically just the same thing in a different culture.
I'm pretty sure that this band doesn't use effects pedals at all in they're recording, but I wouldn't be surprised if I was wrong. Just listen, too much shit doesn't make sense. The band is only comprised of two guitarists and a drummer out of St. Louis, and I guess they disbanded due to the drummer's ongoing heroin problem. The album appeared on Skin Graft Records, the best label for crazy music out there. They must have felt right at home.
here's a link to their band page: