Twelfth and final video from the crookedly surreal carnival that is / was ‘fish drive edsels’ by Petunia-Liebling MacPumpkin, this being the title track. Now on the strange register this is literally off the wall and so left field it’s sitting on its own on a naughty step confused and a tad yawning at the surrounding normality of everyone else. Warping disquiet in the MacPumpkin wonderland, abstract anti art tuned into distant Residents frequencies, outsider pop at its most wayward, fracturing streams of consciousness, fragmenting nursery rhymes, weird ear no wave sounds – are you picking up on a recurring theme here? In short a bad tripping haze from which elements of ‘wizard the oz’ and ‘alice in wonderland’ manifest, morph and twist through the fried lens of David Cronenberg into a mutant VHS styled kaleidoscopic freak show.
the sunday experience 