'Head down to the town to get on this puscifer!'

Maynard James Keenan. When hearing his name, some older people’s thought flies simply to Tool, while the younger bunch’s towards A Perfect Circle or Puscifer. I consider Mr. Keenan to be that kind of people – packed with a tone of talent. Like Trent Reznor. That can’t simply display their imagination through a single band. They need a couple projects and countless albums. And like Johnny Depp at looks, this case in musical value, they are like the wine – better in time!

Tool was and most likely is a brick in the international pyramid of musical valor. If Tool was strength, A Perfect Circle was pure boldness. With a clear objective to surprise the audience and people to experience more of its work at a completely new approach, Maynard then emerges in 2003 with Puscifer and a song called Rev 22:20 on an entirely cool soundtrack of a rather cool movie called Underworld. The song stood out clearly marking the bloody, dark revolution that the movie aimed to be for the fantasy genre. The second part of the installment was granted with another center piece for its soundtrack, The Undertaker (Renholder Mix). After V is for vagina, the debut album from 2007, this end of year Maynard throws and hits (and it hurts so well) us with C is for (Please Insert Sophomoric Genitalia Reference Here) – long but mad funny.


This EP is magical. This girl (me) adores it. Polar Bear is a good teasing of a foreplay. Its composition, voice and negative flows and scratches in the speakers in such a suave manner. The Mission is the It thing without a doubt. I’m a fan of Milla the actress and now the singer, here the lady proving to be perfect for the chorus of this masterpiece song. Never ever like Maynard, has anybody asked “What do you know?” in such a fine and horrifying way. The high and low timbre alternation of voice for the sentence is what I call pure fantasy land to my ears. The sedated pace of the tracks continues boldly with Momma Sed and this “momma” said wisely: “where the light don’t shine, son/ take it like a man”. Here the guitar is the queen and the drumming is its consort prince. Vagina Mine, a live performance like the previous track, sways and enchants with its loveliness, especially lyrical: “This vagina mine teach ya patient diligence/Keep the chain-gangs waiting, make a cat-bird sing”. And with a chorus full of intelligent sounds and the drums as queens this time, the track is brilliant.

And still, I am not bored. Potions Deliverance fastens the pace a bit and presents one of the finest mixes that together with Maynard’s voice can co-exist. It’s not stellar but not mediocre at all. The final track The Humbling River is the ultimate ballad and lyrical chanting. It excellently concludes the EP, bringing the closure to the magical/ fantasy feeling of this entire musical material.

Another album just for the connoisseurs, this is an album with class. Maynard doesn’t just shine (again), he simply reigns. I have found the album that I can say, with hand on heart, that it educates top to bottom. This is indeed music, with the heavenly M.