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So Denis Leary, you may have your opinions on him, you may never have heard of him, you may think he's an act stealing pillock, you may think he's a comedic genious. I'm not going to get into it and say anything about his act, or that of Bill Hicks, I will, for once stick solely to the subject at hand.
No cure for cancer opens with the cult song "Asshole", something many may think Leary is, but a catchy track all the same, lots of swearing lots of anti-pc lyrics, but not a great deal else to it than "I'm an asshole, look at me laughing at everyone who's less fortunate". The track does basically introduce you to Leary easily enough, if you find the song funny you'll like the album.
The album, which was recorded as part of Leary's stage show and put on to CD, VHS and music cassette, so a lot of it is spoken word as opposed to songs, this turns to the spoken word album with "Drugs". A decent skit about drugs but probably somewhat out dated and more aimed at the american audience. A rant about drugs being named after one's anus, and the Q in Nyquil.
Continuing the drug theme "Rehab", "More drugs" and "Smoke" make up track 3, 4 and 5 and continue on a similar theme, of drug based humour with out being hilarious it's amusing, though often sounds like Leary just wants to throw in an extra f or s here and these for no other reason than to get a cheap laugh.
"Meat" continues on the angsty humour, and references plenty of the humour from "Smoke", talking about red meat and smoking. The cynical anti-PC humour is the sort of thing I'd expect myself to love but after 3 or 4 listen throughs it all sounds like some crazy guy screaming ranting and boring the pants off me.
"Death", the result of too much raw meat and drugs I'd assume, and the rants continue and again keeps to the american audience rather than anything else (spending the first minutie calling Ted Kennedy a fat retard). Before then ranting about guns, rant...rant...rant...laugh...rant...giggle...swear...rant...swear...rant...laugh and continue that trend.
"The downtrodden song" the second song on the album which again just seems like a pointless rant.
"Traditional Irish Folk Song" another short track that just seems to tell us that some folk got beheaded and they have no heads...pointless.
"Voices in my head" a rocky ending to quite a poor album again about guns, but this time it's got a little bit of humour, though very little.
A decent listen the first few times, but on the 10th listen through it really becomes rather tedious.