(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.