(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.