Masters and slaves across the globe absolutely quivered when it was announced that S&M techno act Lords of Acid were returning after more than a decade off, but Deep Chills is an odd comeback, filled with that cheeky, whip-crack spirit one minute and a squeaky-clean '90s soundtrack attitude the next. Stopping the fun like they were "safe words," the bouncy "Surfin' Hedgehog" and the jovial "Love Bus" would have been better spent on a third Flintstones or third Addams Family film, and while "Mary Queen of Slots" sounds ...
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Masters and slaves across the globe absolutely quivered when it was announced that S&M techno act Lords of Acid were returning after more than a decade off, but Deep Chills is an odd comeback, filled with that cheeky, whip-crack spirit one minute and a squeaky-clean '90s soundtrack attitude the next. Stopping the fun like they were "safe words," the bouncy "Surfin' Hedgehog" and the jovial "Love Bus" would have been better spent on a third Flintstones or third Addams Family film, and while "Mary Queen of Slots" sounds absolutely obscene, it's really a rap-rock "Wild Thing" for the Vegas set with a one-armed bandit-loving rap delivered by the group's new vocalist, DJ Mea. She's an asset during the '50s-flavored "Slip N Slide," which has the spirit of being recorded immediately after watching Pulp Fiction, and she's excellent during the Euro-trash dominatrix dancefloor numbers, which are, or course, the highlights. "Little Mighty Rabbit" buzzes with delight over its favorite sex toy, "Drowning in Ecstasy" gushes over the ultimate female orgasm, while tootsies (the foot fetish "Sole Sucker") and tooshies (the butt-lovin' "Pop That Tooshie" with MILF and Cookies (porn)star Alana Evans) both get their proper worship, and over techno beats that are old-school, EBM, and created by Lords of Acid founder, Praga Khan. Adding to the fun is the alien industrial stomper "Paranormal Energy" with Zak Bagans (host of the television shows Ghost Adventures and Paranormal Challenge) plus a bunch of strong second-line numbers that broaden the topic to drugs ("Medicine Man") and other freedoms ("Censorship Blows"). At a fat 14 tracks, you can skip the nice bits and Deep Chills still stands defiant and naughty, smelling of leather, sweat, and nitrous oxide. ~ David Jeffries, Rovi
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