Ugh God is pronounced EITHER (1) like you just heard a horribly bad joke - the over-exaggerated sound of disappointment, or (2) like you just got hit in the testicles by either a shin, a bat, or another elongated, cylindrical, solid object - the sound of extreme and overwhelming, intense physical pain.

Once upon a time the structure of fundamental nature came to life. The band began to grow, twist and bleed (a lot). Such blood lust has been passed down over years through failure and turmoil. Amongst the closest of peers, this bright musical light began mingling talents unbeknownst to the world. A strong effort was made to combine these talents and utilize them; yet, they crumbled under this hand of unquestionable power. A thousand years later we are here to FUCK YOU.

Review Section:

"A lo-fi yet layered look at a feline suicide epidemic...the weirdness that is Ugh God. It’s a little like Broken Social Scene. Yeah, it’s a little sexy. Go and get it." - Jon Salmon

"Congratulations on your wonderful, uplifting, magnificent, eminent, grand, superb, patriotic, sequicentennial, unyielding, remarkable, extraordinary, first-rate, awesome, marvelous, and, to be quite frank, adjectival album. I listened to it with no small amount arousal. In fact, it was so good that I rubbed Jared's toothbrush under the head of my penis rather expeditiously until I grunted, "Ugh god!" and made semen on a cheap tie that I wore to a funeral this morning. The right touch, indeed!" - Anon.

"Things you might see at an Ugh God show: a double neck guitar, Two drummers, one with freakishly high cymbals. A light bulb in the bassist's mouth. Add to that a wealth of wiseass song titles and stage names, and it's clear these guys aren't taking things too seriously. Yet there's something admirably studied and intense about the noisy squall they kick up, tail-spinning from mellow and meandering to foreboding and explosive at the drop of a hat. There are shades of Mogwai and maybe Slint in the quintet's alternately deadpan and apocalyptic use of atmosphere, and most of those over-the-top live touches seem incidental compared to such murky, volatile songwriting." - Philadelphia Weekly, September 10th.

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