Order of Operation
I just did 30 minutes of yoga while listening to Ausmuteants and while I can’t say for certain, I’m willing to go out on a limb here and proclaim that I just may be the first person to ever do that. Ausmuteants are NOT yoga music. Their feral synth punk chaos is about as soothing as Sepultura yet my stretches were deeper then ever, my balance was impeccable, and my crow pose was picture perfect. So what’s the deal? Have these Austrailian noisemakers gone full circle and found meditative peace buried within spat out vocals, and unrefined instrument banging?
Yoga instructors everywhere, take note: Add “Felix Tried to Kill Himself,” “1982” and “We’re Cops” to your class playlists. “Looney Bin” may serve as a nice cool down song.
This is atonal weird ass punk that will appeal to fans of the less Top 40 side of Devo, or old Crypt Records bands (Lyres come to mind). If a synthesizer had an orgy with a cat in heat and a garbage can, it may sound like Order of Operation. And if that doesn’t sound like the recipe for a great yoga session, I don’t know what does!