With new songs, a new show, and a new album (out now on Deadbox Records) EVIL SCARECROW don’t sit still for long (except when they’re taking a tea break.)
The nation’s favourite metal-parody band — also the most accomplished metal group to compose a song about a cyborg crab — heroically deliver their fifth slab of studio albumness with 2025’s “Silicon Tea“.
“We really wanted to write an album that brings together our varied tastes and love for heavy music….’ explains Dr Hell.
“We have leaned into pop punk with “Green Bin Day”, rewound to the 80s with “The Future Machine”, and god only knows what genre “Welly in the Mud” is… Brown Metal? Anyway, we hope there is something for everyone, or nothing for no-one, or everything for one very weird person. But it’s an album that we, as a band, are very proud of…”
like feeding a mechanoid sanitation droid on a diet of symphonic metal for about three million years…
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‘Nuclear Fallout Machine Sentience‘ (shared below) is an electrified parabliteration that comes filled with thunder-clonks and throbbing rattles. It’s like feeding a mechanoid sanitation droid on a diet of symphonic metal for about three million years and then tuning-in to see the results. And the results ain’t pretty!
‘Shoptimus Prime‘ is equally spatial; it’s like visiting an interstellar comet (3I/ATLAS perhaps) and finding that it’s populated by Fred Gwynne monsters who all wear oversize clown boots and have Max Wall hairstyles.
If we’ve heard it once, we’ve heard it a thousand times before (at their sell-out shows): ‘These guys don’t need to be this good…’ and ‘Shoptimus Prime‘ is another example of how good (they don’t need to be.) The guitar-work is extraordinary and the rhythmic pace-setting is top-quality. It’s easy to forget that this is a send-up of the real thing! Because it is the real thing (ish.) Yep, ‘Shoptimus Prime‘ is dystopically darkener than the darkenest thing you’ve heard in your nightmares… and you can probably get the tee-shirt in Primarni next time you’re in town.
Who knows when to put their green bin out? Even if you’re a laureate professor of excel spreadshit, you’d never be able to work out the multiplying and dizzying permutations of council ‘bin day’ calendaring… there are just too many combinatorics! We usually just watch the neighbours and follow their lead (yes, we’re sucking sheepmeat and we’re not ashamed to admit it.) And then there’s Green Day! Maybe the Rodeo boys are true-punks (or probably they’re not) but whatever your observations on the subject of true-punkiness, it’s hard to ignore the fact that the Greenies have been going performatively downhill since 39/Smooth. Anyway, the Evil ones have written a witty responsorial psalm (Green Bin Day) that not only sums-up the headache and humiliation of getting bin-day wrong but also offers a Nottinghamshire middle-fingered salute to the Dookie boys. Hah!
will buzz like a chainsaw in your tickler and flick your kidneys with unremitting and pestiferous
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fondling…
‘Wrath of the Sexbots‘ is an endoskeleton made of licorice that bumbles around on a bouncing bed of sawdust… and like all the best Evil Scarecrow material, this will be a marching song, it will be a cheering song, and most likely, it will be a dehumanizing song. Deprived of truth, deprived of emotion, deprived of rationality (deprived of quality) this mechanical routine will buzz like a chainsaw in your tickler and will flick your kidneys with unremitting and pestiferous fondling. Stroke it long, stroke it hard!
Words: © Neil Mach
Order EVIL SCARECROW Silicon Tea here: https://linktr.ee/evilscarecrow
Check out the live dates (poster below the video.)
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