THE WEEGS - THE MILLION SOUNDS OF BLACK published August 2006, Zero Magazine

I can really only equate the first track of The Million Sounds of Black to what I think would be the sound of drowning. It's spooky, watery and just seems wrong. I'm not a fan of drowning and I doubt many are but nonetheless anyone would be compelled to listen further. That is, anyone who craves the weird. Anyone who thirsts for dissonance and a slight discomfort to their melody.

San Francisco's The Weegs to me sound like the love child born of an orgy between Mr. Bungle, Devo, and maybe a little Flaming Lips. File under "what the fuck?" The sound is thin and has a still-in-utero air to it but it surpasses potential greatness into just plain greatness. In fact, the thinness of this project might be a more alluring aspect to it since bands in the experimental genre have the tendency to thicken up their sound thinking that intricacy is their only weapon. In other words, The Weegs are thumbs up as is. No polishing required.