Wow, I just stumbled across this site. It's the homepage for the band Captured by Robots. The band is made up of one dude and five robots. Initially, this sounds interesting if not pretty cool. Then you go to the site, download one of the video clips, and throw-up on yourself due to the aural assault you're subjected to upon viewing the clip. It's garbage and it makes me hate. I should have known better when I went to the site and saw that the lone human in the group is a sick looking, white dude who wears a nasty fucking S&M mask (think: the Gimp from Pulp Fiction) and a t-shirt with prosthetic bloody guts hanging out the front. The robots, or, the gimics responsible for this fucked up band's fan-base, are for shit. These fucking robots don't sing, dance, or even play any real music. In fact, calling them robots is a fucking stretch, and certainly an insult to an Aibo or any legitimate robot. They "play" music by sensing when their jerk-off human starts screaming into the microphone and begin randomly plucking strings and banging drums. So, what have you got? You've got 5 bullshit, semi-robots randomly generating sounds from their instruments and one dipshit in a pathetic Halloween costume screaming nonsense and gyrating around. It's fucking amazing that people like this shit, the jimmie's been doing this shit for years and has concerts all the time in Chicago. I mean, there's music out there that I don't really like and prefer not to listen to, but at least I can recognize the artistic value of it's existence. This shit is art like flinging horseshit at a white wall is "art".
The single redeeming virtue of this musical farce is a "song" the dude sings about wishing he could live inside the pussy of a 50 foot tall woman and not wash clothes or do dishes, but just live in a pussy. That idea put a little glaze on my eyes for a couple of minutes, but then I remembered how mind-numbingly stupid everything else about this band is, and I seethed with anger.