A horrible experiment in which it was discovered that otherwise talented musicians could create really shitty music. Phenomenal albums if what you like is really fast songs with no apparent melody because lisening to d-tuned garbage played at 166 bpm makes you "hardcore."
"Hey, I want to get back at my more talented friends for being more talented than I am. How can I make a total embarrasment out of myself?"
"Get all these great musicians together, record a really crappy album, and sell it through Wal-Mart. And use a really stupid band name - Superjoint Ritual sounds good. If that doesn't show the world what a turd you are, then nothing will."
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2 million.