Loose, shape-shifting electro/noise/punk collective Marijuana Deathsquads is one of many nexus points in an incestuous and somewhat insular Minneapolis scene that also includes Doomtree, Gayngs, and Polica. The collective consists of Ryan Olson (who seems to have a hand in every innovative project in the city), Stefon “P.O.S.” Alexander, Isaac Gale, and probably whoever else shows up at the studio; its music is much too out-there and experimentally peculiar to let the Twin Cities keep it to themselves. Marijuana Deathsquads’ recent Oh My Sexy Lord
(Totally Gross National Product) is a wild confluence of dark electro, digital hardcore, chiptune, and blown-out noise that borders on free-form knob twisting, topped by warped vocals from a rotating selection of front people. The album is super schizophrenic at times—tracks don’t really blend into one another as much as tumble, and its fierce punk energy jostles up against its liberal use of Auto-Tune and halfway nods to Genesis. But when the band hits a hypnotic, repetitive groove—frenetic beats, live drums, and sampled percussion all pulling in the same direction—Oh My Sexy Lord
is absolutely undeniable. —Kevin Warwick Lizzo and ShowYouSuck open.