Curled down fresh from the arsehole of a small retarded English provincial town, the band features a veritably brash and rambunctious compendium of assortedly fucked up 'musicians' and henchmen. McThing's aim has always been to push the boundaries of musical absurdity. With spitefully pillaged riffs and sounds ripped off from anyone and everyone- the end result of which is a raging vomitarium of piping hot regurgitated musical chunks guaranteed to leave their mark on you like an exploding dunny.