A band capable of making no bad music, even if they were rotting corpses that couldn't move, the sound of bugs eating their entrails would still be pure musical genius, because their spirits would will the insects to create harmonies and rhythms.
Sarcasm is ineffective when describing this band. All bad things said are wrong. Your argument is invalid.
A piece of excrement, stool, poop, poo, crap of sizeable proportions.
Louise: Where have you been ?
Nigel: I have been in the bathroom and released a massive pochunka. The local water engineers will be busy for a few weeks.