Aside from a minor radio hit in the early '90s, Pigmy Love Circus is best known for counting Tool drummer Danny Carey among its ranks. In his full-time outfit, Carey burns up the charts with dark prog metal. Here, he mostly ignites his farts.
The Power of Beef, the Pigmys' first album in 12 years, comes on hard, with big greasy guitars and songs about sex, drugs, and werewolves. Savage sounds as if he's either gargling Pabst or -- like Clutch's Neil Fallon -- choking on a bong hit. "All I ever really want to do is lay around and drink a million brews," he wails on one of Beef's many slow and slimy grinders. It's a fitting goal for a band whose sound is pretty much one prolonged beer belch fed through a Marshall stack.