Mr. Slugg and the Legion of Doom: Box Full of Hammers (www.mrslugg.com)

Mr. Slugg and Chicken Chuck are at it again with their lugubrious synth-based funk ’n’ roll. The record kicks off with the wry "Flat Pickin’ for Jesus" and moves into the slow chugging "Are You Not Satisfied," one of the band’s best tunes. When the Legion hits the mark, the results can be satisfying, even for those whose taste doesn’t run to goth synth. Big penetrating bass lines add a dance flair to "If I Were a Small Man" and "The Red Eyed White Guy." Lots of Box suggests early Depeche Mode with perhaps a heftier helping of eye shadow, making it very cool to listen to.
BY BOB GULLA Providence Phoenix 2005

posted July 09, 2004 05:30 PM
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MR. Slugg and the Legion of Doom!

Slugg and Chicken Chuck need some respect. If you don't believe me listen to the bands fourth and free record paramecium circus (www.mrslugg.com). Someone get these guys on a show.

Deep Electronic Riffs. Mr. Slugg and the Legion of Doom are back with a new release. Bassist, guitarist and singer Mr.Slugg, singer, Chicken Chuck, and new rocker "Thee Devil" or so he asks to be called, says Mr. Slugg-are a puzzler's paradise. The Providence bands third full- length, Dreams Like These, is a welcome web of electronic music and onerous thoughts. Like Ministry, Trent Reznor and Marilyn Manson, the band knows that we thirst for industrial metal and deep electronic riffs, music that moves a club of the like-minded Or that you can scream aloud at home. On such songs as Eve and 0110, it exploits music technology to fasten a point, that trends may wane but don't die: Goth-culture, collective or solo, still reigns.
Vaughn Watson Providence Journal Live Dec. 6, 2001

Mr. Slugg and the Legion of Doom, Dreams Like These. Of coarse, it isn't pop. More like un-pop. Mr. Slugg and the Legion of Doom, which currently features Mr. Slugg, guitars. Chicken Chuck and new singer Thee Devil, is back with some admittedly un-pretty music, nu-goth synth-rock for black-eyed people. Their second full length, Dreams Like These, is infinitely better than their last disk, with richer textures, more skilled performances, and slightly higher fidelity. The title cut pivots on some searing licks and dueling vocals. Thee Devil proves an admirable foil to the nightmarish Slugg, with a throaty, intimidating style that injects the mix with even more evil sounds. At times as on Sour Apples. The band sounds like Pornography-era Cure, with eerie, plodding, sparesly arranged craft. An unidentified female voice graces the uncharacteristically pretty Everywhere. Elsewhere, when the band picks up the beat to a nearly danceable point Comfort, they resonate with a Bauhaus-meets early Depech mode rhythm thing. Clearly, the band loves the sound of their synthesizer, the thwak- thwak-ping of a drum machine, and the way an electric guitar can slice across those textures like a knife through skin. Fun and creatively executed.
Bob Gulla Providence phoenix Nov. 30,2001----

They’re ba-ack! And each time they return they sound twice as good as the time before. This is good news for local goth fans, ‘cuz on the new Paramecium Circus, Mr. Slugg and his fun bunch is beginning to sound like they’re ready for a national audience. Sure, it’s still blurred deep in night black electronic goth-pop, heavily synth-bassed with eerie, surrealistic vocals. But the songs are more sophisticated this time out, with abundant melody, better hooks, and thoughtful arrangements. Where their last album and all music previous to this was antiquated in a charming way---Stuck in a big puddle of Mud!---Paramecium Circus finds the band moving forwards for the first time. With the big drum sound, vocal loops, and Slugg’s destorted guitars, it seems like the group turned on the radio and heard something they liked. It’s one thing to be faithful to your roots but it’s another thing altogether to be your roots. On Paramecium Circus, Mr. Slugg and the Legion of Doom have moved away from the latter and inched ever closer to a relivant future.
Bob Gulla Providence phoenix December 20, 2003