And the band's name is just a question mark. Like the dude who fronts the Mysterians.
Оргазм Нострадамуса were from Siberia, and they sounded like what I always imagined crust punk ought to sound like. I grabbed all their albums from Puke Skywalker. From Puke:
Tragically, the band's mission was cut short in 2003, with the murder of its guitarist Arkhip (again, details are spotty, though there are claims "he was poisoned by unknown envious skinhead-person") and the death of Ugol some months later by a combination of alcohol, pills, and choking on his own vomit.
I'm thinking about learning Russian just to understand the lyrics, that's how much I like this band. In fact, I'm pretty sure that if I could understand the lyrics to this song, I'd appreciate Richard III even more than I do right now.
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