Here’s a game. Try to decide if 6aped in 6agged 6aped and 6angraped, would be worse if it began with an r or a g. Logic would say it is a g, but since The Slaughter Slits are out to shock and offend as many people as humanly possible, it’s equally likely that the word was raped. In the end it doesn’t matter, because it is still part of the title of a disgustingly remixed industrial album that oozes more grime and drugged-out squelch noises the longer it goes on. Congratulations, Slaughter Slits. You managed to one-up March’s Ripped Raped and Torn Apart. Not many bands can say they released two of the filthiest-titled albums in the same year.
Right off the bat, it’s clear this is a remix album. The roster of guest DJs doesn’t feature any huge names, suggesting that this was more of a collaborative effort then many of the mainstream remix releases. Some of the longer remixes (“Secret Special Agent, Secret Special Whore” clocks in at over 10 minutes) enter beatless trance territory like an audio opioid overdose. But for the most part, The Slaughter Slits remixers stick to what the originals did best; driving industrial beats of the very oldest order. It’s the kind of stuff that automatically lends itself to being remixed.
Actually, 6agged 6aped and 6angraped is an improvement on its predecessor in terms of music. “Become 8bit Then We’ll Fuck” (stop laughing) sounds like an unreleased Nine Inch Nails B-side. Sometimes the cheesiness of the lo-fi effects can be endearing, like on “Fleshlight, Fog, Knife,” in an experimental, just-go-for-it kind of way. But at other times, it can sound like the soundtrack to an early 2000’s video game. You could almost swear you heard Hide Unas remix of “Drugs, Paranoia and More Drugs” in the background of that standup snowboarding game they used to have at all the arcades.
This shows that we may have underestimated The Slaughter Slits last time. We dismissed them as an unserious bunch of pranksters out to offend and piss off the general public. 6agged is surprisingly catchy, and much more memorable then before. Fix the branding and the song titles, and you might even be able to show it to the family.
Written by Max Morin
*edited by Kate Erickson