This is an awesome soft metal album that I think is a parody, because of all the blatant sexism, homophobia, sexism, racism and, yes, more sexism, strewn about it. Musically they’ve got Whitesnake, Bon Jovi, Extreme, Mr Big and Van Halen’s numbers (to an insanely accurate degree), so it’s a wash of riffing guitars, harmony solos, vocoders, space synths, and cymbal crashes, broken up with “romantic” acoustic slow songs. And the pornographically offensive lyrics are hilarious. I mean, songs with titles like ‘Stripper Girl’, ‘Fat Girl (Thar She Blows)’ and ‘Eatin’ Ain’t Cheatin’ are clearly a joke at the expense of people who think like that... right?
Of course that’s the problem with the ironic bigotry. One minute you’re happily laughing at Sarah Silverman mocking the Chinese, and the next thing you know you’re a fully signed up member of Libertas. Still, how can you not laugh at a touching ballad which follows eight plaintive bars of “My heart belongs to you” with “but my cock is community property”?

Key Track: ‘Community Property’