I don't know why I keep giving Weasel Walter all these chances

considering I don't even like the Luttenbachers, but I think I'm finally done. Eruptions, by Walter, Kevin Drumm and Fred Lonberg-Holm, is best described by that old chestnut about sound, fury and lots of obnoxious jokey song titles signifying nothing - it makes a nice racket in small amounts but when you're doing a forty track album you really should limit your average track length to 40 seconds, tops. Even 40 minute-long songs can be exhausting in anything but expert hands. And then the duets on Ominous Telepathic Mayhem made me really realize that the problem is, in fact, Weaselboy himself - he plays like a jazz drummer parodying extreme metal drummers - it's like it's a continuous drum roll and he lacks the dynamics and touch (imo, obvs) to make that interesting - he actually saps the interest out of most things I've heard him play on. We just don't get along, the Weaz and my ears, though according to my old ratings we did at one point? I'm fickle - but I'm allowed to be - I contain multitudes.