(aka QOTSA)
Nigh on
the best fucking band ever. Manage to blend balls-to-the-wall rock, mystic arty flourishes and dark sardonic humour into perfect tunes. If God and Satan
copulated and spawned a child made of music, this would be the sound of its voice. Listen to their album "Songs For The Deaf" on acid and you'll
understand. I did. So did the 10ft neon cowgirls who appeared in my loungeroom.