playlist artwork#12 this weekThe Self-Titled Extended Play

by Monkey Throw Feces

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Tracks

1 0:45 2250 listens
2 2:31 1016 listens
3 0:42 781 listens
4 0:31 1475 listens
5 1:13 541 listens
6 1:22 521 listens
7 0:52 526 listens
8 0:24 837 listens
9 2:21 437 listens
10 0:50 481 listens
11 0:25 377 listens
12 0:36 419 listens
13 2:22 447 listens
14 2:54 422 listens

About this album

  • Updated: 16/05/2006
Monkey Throw Feces has managed to cause the following to emit sounds for your listening pleasure: an acoustic guitar, a pair of larynxes, a didgeridoo, a dog, an electric razor, a metal bowl with a wooden spoon, a telephone, stubble, a Tupperware with fingers, moistened lips, a kazoo, and a computer.

The Self-Titled EP was recorded in Flemington, NJ in 2001 and 2002; in New Brunswick, NJ in July 2004; and in San Francisco, CA in December 2004 and January 2005. The songs were recorded and edited using various versions of Audacity (audacity.sourceforge.net) and a cheap Radio Shack microphone.

Monkey Throw Feces would like to thank Gail Dwyer, Sean Fletcher, Hassan Gouled Aptidon, Rachel Bitterman, Alistair Hennessey, Tom Servo, Emily Montgomery, D.H. Banes, Hannah Stubbs, Ian Malcolm, Art Garfunkel, Debbie Jellinsky, David Levinson, Hazel Huffman, Seth Brundle, Cheryl Lang, and Calvin Stanhope for all their love and support.
The tracks of this album are published under a Creative Commons licence, check the licence associated to each track.

Reviews for "The Self-Titled Extended Play"

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mlinksva

might be eerie

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mlinksva • 2006-05-23 00:58:06

Not sure how to characterize this. Maybe somewhere between They Might Be Giants and really weird stuff from Eerie Materials. Way more tracks are enjoyable than you might expect.
mpop

Hey that was fun! — kind of..

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mpop • 2006-05-22 19:41:08

Well, it's not like there's really music, or like the sound is good, or like those little things are well writen. But at least that was fun sometimes. Towards the middle it gets boring (Jingle fart and some other stuff), but just before that I think I've heard a lobster, so it's ok. I like the two pop songs. But I had great expectations for the Ode to Art Garkunkel — too bad.
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